A Cool and Rainy Monday
It’s not the best morning for sitting on the deck and smoking my pipe, but it looks like it’s clearing up a bit. I love these quiet mornings when I can sit here on the deck and listen to the birds while I smoke my pipe. I haven’t written here lately having taken a break. I never overestimate my importance to my Angels although others don’t see my importance. I observe the world and just wait until my Angels need me or the Messiah comes, whichever comes first. I know of my importance to my Angels, but how much importance I have to people is always a question I can’t answer. Sometimes I think my Angels get in the way. But this is why I smoke a pipe. I try to stay as relaxed as I can and let the world go by when necessary. I realize my importance to the big picture, but whether my pipes are very important is a question I can’t always answer. In fact, sometimes I think my pipes are a hindrance and not an asset, but they do help me ...