Good morning Rafiah Asif.. where you have afternoon friend..
i find this song linked below on youtube.. as i cannot access the one you link
for some reason.. and i love this Arabian kind of music..
with the asynchronous kind of sound
and for me that is a metaphor for it..
that i’m not sure will make sense..
but there are Universal paths to GOD i AM sure of that surpass all words of religion.. encompassing music and dance.. and this kind of music seems do just that as in the next two comments i will provide two songs.. one Kashmir.. that in the Summer of 2013.. is a vital element of my personal path to GOD and a kind of ecstasy in creativity where GOD.. guides my fingers..
and truly holy and sacred shapes related to Love and messages
flow through my fingers with no conscious thought from me..
and truly science cannot possibly explain this..
as it is deep human archetype.. with no science rules..
and more like Quantum physics where the mind and body in balance becomes the Quantum mind of GOD unleashed and released for more metaphor.. and last night i find out Katrina thinks that HA! Google has been making these shapes for me automatically for two years now..
like it does with my photos in making GIFS from my still images.. and i tell her GOD has me do it.. and she looks with disbelief but it is true.. i suppose that some of what i do.. may look like it takes great effort and preplanning.. but
GOD is the nameless navigator that works behind the scenes
in a subconscious cosmic consciousness way.. in my mind..
and there is no other explanation for it..
as when this deep voice
of GOD starts in me..
and flows in my fingers..
i never do this before.. and when one lets go
of all the selfish attachments in this world GOD comes this way..
i am sure of it.. at least for me..
And this song from this group you link.. very much expresses that.. and i find it so interesting that science is starting to theorize that the human mind is Quantum and makes music like this in sound waves way.. as a focus of energy and yes.. energy equals power.. FORCE.. anyway..
there is nothing truly random.. dear.. in life.. however.. it is not like a science project.. GOD is ART and we are pArt of that creative tapestry.. and when we let go of cultural illusions we work with GOD instead of against GOD and GOD can have us do almost anything and everything..
And i tell Katrina.. although i would Love to be able to prove GOD exists like this to the nonbelievers.. like all the people on the Wrong Planet website.. if wife Katrina who i have lived with for 26 years now.. doesn’t believe it when she watches me do it from wake to sleep in writing and dance.. as yes GOD guides my feet in dance and even martial arts as well through innate instinct and intuition where people ask me who teaches you how to do that..
and i tell them GOD and they to look in disbelief.. even the so-called Christian people when i tell them this is how i do not need warm clothes in Winter too.. as when GOD is in you.. you do not get Cold or Hot.. you become a navigator of your experience WITH GOD.. even to the fine details like body temperature.. regulation.. and brain waves regulation.. happiness.. and JOY..
when i dance people think i’m on drugs sometimes..
as they see ecstasy in my non-verbal expressions.. and yes..
i’m with something.. and that something is GOD
so much more powerful
than science alone..
or even religion or
culture alone will ever be..
as this FORCE OF GOD IN US..
HAS BEEN AROUND THE BLOCK..
for INFINITY INSIDE US OUTSIDE US
ABOVE SO BELOW ALL AROUND US..
AND SORRY if this doesn’t make sense.. but seriously it is the hardest thing to put into words.. but i keep trying with 11 million of them.. in the last 58 months or so.. as GOD and GOD’s other children inspires me.. like you friend.. and yes.. GOD brings you to me.. for this reason no doubt.. my connection to you.. is more than skin deep.. smiles.. IT IS GOD DEEP..:)
With those two videos coming next.. in the next two comments with Desert Rose.. by Sting.. but he has the Arabian singer featured with that powerful seeking ‘asynchronous’ sound.. like Led Zeppelin in the group Kashmir.. and the fundamentalist Christians over here suggest it is devil music..
when truly it is Arabian music.. with Muslim-like meanings in words.. that express GOD as not a man but a nameless force.. as science is coming to.. as well.. that speaks to us.. in the most mysterious ways.. away from human words.. alone.. and yes.. when i go back and read what GOD gives me and see the shapes..
they give deep meaning to me.. without even reading the words.. but again.. so hard to even put that in words my friend.. as GOD speaks so much deeper to us.. than shallow human words.. for the those who seek GOD find GOD and practice a covenant of work with GOD truly free from human science mind..alone.. smiles again.. ALLONE IT IS..:)
Long comment ..but GOD has no limits or expectations of what will come now..
AND FLOW either.. NOW CREATES.. NOW JUST CREATES..
ALLTHATIS.. ALWAYS NOW.. WITH GOD’S HAND..
AND I HOLD IT OFTEN MY FRIEND… Rafiah..
WITH YOU AS WELL..:)
First of all Love and hugsXX to you too.. sweetheart.. Lala..
and yes.. i can relate to this well as you say how money and property
can create differences among our blood relations..
My father disowns his twin brother when their stepfather dies.. his identical twin brother.. is much more nurturing and takes care of the stepfather for years.. and the stepfather leaves him and not my father a relatively small sum of money of around
11K.. in US dollars.. which is nothing
compared to all the years of help
my Uncle gives his stepfather.. so my father
does not speak to his step brother for years over that..
Money is a just a tool.. and it does not become evil
until it becomes a symbol to rule our lives above and beyond
the power of human moving.. connecting and creating..
to be one with other humans In Love..
and Lovers of Nature instead of paper..
My father also leaves my mother when i am age 3.. my sister younger.. not yet 2… he leaves my mother as she refuses to get a job.. as she believe it is most important to stay home.. bond with children and continue to give children nurturing love.. as a result of this.. yes.. my mother must find a job.. and moves in with my Grandmother.. with us.. and my little sister must go to a nursery.. and bad stuff happens there..
She is left in a crib all day alone.. and while i am relatively fearless most of my life.. and both my sister and i are diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome in middle-age.. my sister is much less trusting of the world.. and filled with anxiety as compared to me.. certainly now..
and i do think part of that difference is my mother staying home with me.. before age 3.. and my sister is sent to a prison of crib life.. each day.. before age 3.. and i will not tell my mother this.. as she still holds herself guilty for this at over eighty years old.. although there is nothing she can do about it then..
as one must make a living to survive..
when the father leaves.. in selfish way as he did..
for the LOVE of money OVER HUMAN…
But anyway.. the moral to the story is this.. my father also always worries about status in life.. and never makes it above.. the level of deputy sheriff.. at retirement after 46 years of working in law enforcement.. and to me that is okay.. as i care nothing about status.. but i work so hard.. i get promoted whether i like it or not.. to eventually supervise thirty to over one hundred employees.. at top end of federal pay grade before i retire with 19 medical illnesses from chronic stress of working like Superman to keep my job..
When i get sick.. my father makes fun of me to my face when i am in the car with Uncle now rejoined with father.. and says.. in sarcastic tone.. he can get well and supervise all those people in his big Athletic Director job at the Military installation.. as yes.. sadly.. he is jealous that his son goes further then he does in status.. even though.. he always tells me when i have a more common job.. before that.. i am not going far enough.. as i need to take care of him in old age..
So i tell him.. as i know he loves money..
well Daddy.. i saved almost half a million dollars..
He asks me how i do that.. and i tell him..
’cause i don’t care about spending money..
When he dies.. at age 81.. after all his bills are paid for.. he has about one fifth of the money.. i save.. in less than two decades..
But during the 12 years of his retirement where he gets paid more than when he works.. with social security added in.. he spends about 500 dollars a week on lottery tickets trying to get rich before he dies.. and never understands or feels the joy and bliss i have for FOR FREE NOW THAT ONLY COME WHEN GOD LIVES FREE IN US.. AND NOT US DOLLARS.. ALONE..:)
i AM RICH WITH GOD AND I AM POOR WITH MONEY no matter how much of the green stuff i have.. blades of grass are worth an eternity one by one..:)
Oh yeah.. and one other moral of the story.. i am always nice and smiley.. and kind to people and do not act like some tough law enforcement dude.. so my father worries i might become gay like A homosexual.. and then he worries when our child is born that i must raise him like a man.. so in the waiting room when the child has heart surgery before my child dies.. he tells me.. make sure you raise him like a man.. okay.. well.. he gets married three times.. i keep the same most beautiful wife in the world who still is AND NEVER AGES for 26 years.. consummated before marriage on September 21st of yes.. 26 years ago.. 1989.. as we get married later on February 21st of 1990.. and no.. GOD does not need paperwork when two people join.. GOD goes free hand without notes.. and now the women follow me all around town when i dance free showing both masculine and feminine spirit and see them with just GOD’s clear eyes of Love and not possessions.. 400 photos with them.. after 75 NIGHTS of dancing with them.. SO YES.. yes.. GOD YES.. i have a gift.. IT is LOVE.. and LOVE is GOD’S GIFT TO WOMEN.. NOT MALE ALONE.. SMILES.. AND WInKS ALLONE..:)
My father’s mother.. Myrtle.. my Grandmother.. runs a nursery.. a snot nosed baby cries alone in a crib.. my mother visits the nursery.. picks up the baby and wipes the baby’s nose.. my grandmother tells her sternly.. put that baby down.. or you will spoil that baby.. so yes.. more than likely my father’s life is sealed without a kiss from mother.. Love is a GENERATIONAL THINGY.. THAT RIDES ON THE BREAST OF MOTHER’S LOVE.. AND LOVE OF AN ENTIRE VILLAGE INSTEAD OF CRIB… AND PLASTIC NIPPLES…. The truth can hurt but NATURE RULES AS GOD’S EyeS and EaRS iF wE sEE aNd HeAR wITh THoSE eyEs and eaRs…:)
Hi Lala.. this is truly a beautiful expression of what happiness means to you.. i suppose it can be different for each person.. give me nature.. just three feet to dance.. give me human connection TO CREATE.. and i have it all.. and for me my friend that is happiness.. born with it ..live with it.. die with it sAMe as ME..:)
P.S.. if Rafiah comes back to comment here.. i will be here in one place with all my new online friends.. smiles.. and that my friend is the TRUE POWER OF LOVE THE CON NEC TiONS that WILL AND DO aRISE..:)
Karen Carpenter is kiNda liKe ‘tHe NucLear OpTioN’.. i’vE liVed a lONg tiMe bUt theRe iS nO moRe emotiONal poWer thaN sTill livEs wIThiN heR voiCe…. expresSing TimeLess SpiRit HeArt EmoTion exPreSSing HUmAN SOuL..:)
Happy Birthday.. Rafiah Asif.. and for your birthday.. i PRESENT you with the gift of TiME.. always NOW.. and God willing my friendship until i pass through this gift of NOW..:)
And this post ..Words Seed Scattered Love..
is also.. dedicated to my Grandmother Louise..
who is born on September 13th.. 1903..
yes.. 102 years ago.. and today
Thanks Himali.. Happ’y’ness is our trademark after all is said and danced and ate too.. after all.. and ‘Y’ou may always join the two of us for Lunch at your Leisure.. dear.. whenever you have time.. passport and flight across the OCEAN BLUE.. AND YOU CAN EITHER PLAY THE ONE ARMED BANDITS WITH KATRINA OR DANCE WITH ME ON BEACH.. YOUR CHOICE HAHA!.. whenever..:)
Thanks for bringing Light into our Lives..
Nice wishes.. and colorful floWer Himali..:)
Happy Sunday to you as well Zee.. a full day of Sun..