And this is but one life

among many

set in eternity

 

∞

∴ immaterial

∴ (not real)

 

But, that little aside put aside

The question remains:  what?

 

To gather pieces of the kaleidoscope of universal truths

scattered seemingly random – a seeming mess and piled debris

out there in everywhere

in the within which is without

which is one

with everything

 

To gather these pieces and to make them into a mosaic, unique

as only you can do

 

To make great effort with ease

To transform any sense of futility

To persevere

 

To follow-through great ease with persistence

untiring persistence

and with all the integrity one can muster

 

Integrity is caution of conformity

thrown askew willy-nilly into the high winds of wisdom

 

Invisible

Have you seen the wind?

 

And to shine

There is a moon inside our heads a ghost moon a spirit moon

Invisible

 

It reflects true light

from the living Kingdom of Heaven, Realm of Wisdom

 

That is all