Stick to What I Know

 Jesus asked, “What profits a man if he should gain the world but lose his soul?”  Sometimes profiting is at the expense of the lives of others.  My problem is that I’ve tasted heaven and apart from basic survival here on earth the things here don’t matter much to me.  I can’t help the way I am.  But I’m not much different from others who have had experiences in varying degrees with Angels.  

So, in a way things here don’t matter much to me.  I’m not St. Francis who believed shoes were too worldly.  I’m closer to St. Augustine who felt he had a foot in heaven.  Except for living in this world I might be too heavenward to be of any earthly value.  But I’m convinced if not for Angels I wouldn’t be here.  My soul would have belonged to Satan.  I’m convinced of this.  

But I’ll stick to what I know.  I might know more about hell than I do heaven.  I know of Peace and Love; I shun hatred; and I believe in more than I know.  But I do know the feelings from both sides.  I’ve made my choice, or in my case my choice was made for me.  Some don’t know of Peace and Love.  I could follow the path of hatred, but why should I?  I prefer Peace and Love.  Why?  It feels the best.  Once experienced it’s never forgotten.  I’ve never forgotten in 31 years.  And I never will!

So, even though I know of hatred, that is not my path in life.  Satan would want nothing more than me to forget.  He would reward me with the world.  But that is not my path.  If it were I would be completely different if even alive.  Feelings of Peace and Love are better than sex.  It’s the best feeling of all.  It’s what has kept me sane all these years.  

It’s what I now know.  Without my Angels I just don’t know.  I know what it is like with them.  Nothing can take me from them.  I mean nothing.  It’s what I now know that is different.  

I’ll stick with what I know.  Hell is a place of torment and heart pain.  Heaven just feels good.  That for me is the difference.  I prefer the feelings of Heaven even if feelings are what I have.  Love is always better than hate.  Some just don’t know what love is.  Once experienced you never go back.  I’ve experienced the ultimate Love and Peace on this earth as much as anyone.  I know what it is.  Hatred tries from time to time but it won’t get far.  Love always wins.  

I connect with my Angels by smoking a pipe.  They said smoking my pipe was up to me.  All our choices are up to us.  I’ve made mine and it shows best when I’m smoking my pipe.  I remember.  My pipe this morning is my Angel and my pipe tobacco is Haunted Bookshop. My coffee this morning is Bella Maria.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one you.

Dave

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