The Biggest Difference

 I don't live without rules, but a pipe is within the rules.  I don't meditate on God's rules because basically He has none.  There is only one rule of God:  Human Life.  In a way He let's us believe what we want and basically live how we want to live.  But in the end He always wants us to choose to live and always let others live.  I see the world as it is and it seems rules and laws don't matter to many people.  In a way I saw this coming.  God had to prepare me for a future world in which I was to live.  

I am NOT God.  I am human.  And in a way I made up my own rules knowing God's Rule.  I have not been a participant in life as much as I have observed life, maybe from my own Ivory Tower while smoking both pipes and cigars.  But I made my notes along the way.  I have to admit this blog is the closest I've been to being published.  But I've been writing about life sometimes as a theologian that I am but perhaps more of a philosopher about life.

Buddha and Jesus were both very observant aboit life.  Participating in life is what got Jesus hung on a cross by His own.  It is believed Buddha's death was more natural.  It's not out of fear I never participated much.  I'm not sure how I would have.  But I've smoked my pipes pondering the question as to the meaning of life if all we have are beliefs.  Jesus asked the profound question:  what is truth?  Truth is where you find it.  But Truth found me.  I found life meaningless.  But I have Spirit Guides that taught me.

And they are still with me.  Sometimes I think they are all I have.  They and my pipes.  But God simply told me to be quiet and watch.  I have done mostly this.  But when I have participated all I cared about was essentially two sins:  murder and the sin of self destruction.  I never took a life and God saved me from self-destruction.  My task was simply to save others from either of these two sins.

That might seem rather easy and simple.  Actually stress from my understanding nearly killed me twice.  This is a very stressful world for me to live in.  I've found quiet meditatiion with my pipe to be mist beneficial.  I believe thoughts don't change the world, but they change people who then change the world.  I simply became the Spiritual person I am.  I read a book years ago called The Path of a Fellow Struggler.  I had struggled for the first 42 years of my life.

I didn't choose my path.  My Path chose me.  I decided to bring my pipes with me on that path.  Why?  They were a part of me for twenty years.  And they've been a part of me since.  I'm smoking my Peterson Irish Harp pipe this morning with some Old Professor pipe tobacco while drinking a hot black cup of Guatamalan coffee.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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