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Topic: White (10/29/09)
TITLE: Dear Family,
By Benny Diaz
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Life pressures you to separate the boy from the man, the girl from the woman. When you need that boy or girl to be happy. That creative view sees you through the crashing blow, that almost done you in. Born to smile, for we the prince or princes in the universe same as you. Wondering what God would do, so I can fill them shoes. My muscles raw, my shield at itís peak. Main muscle my brain keeping me from going insane. The boy back into the man or girl back into the woman, not taking pressure for an answer. Generosity is not a given but earned. Feels like magic, it is because you know the secret. From a thunder voice of the many that left their words. When in the universe itís hugs and kisses? Time to stop the history clock from going around. Always think to the fundamental of everything you are about to do. Makes it obvious, is this the universe of hugs and kisses? How is generosity earned? How long will it take you to figure that out? It will take the control that is what is within your soul, look in the mirror, that is the control to only speak of. Balance the scale be on the level. To have compassion, you also have to earn it.
You have to love to love others, you have to have a good heart to stop the history clock from turning. You have already been given a gift it is up to you to use it. Iron grip reality change the future donít live in history cycle. You then can see the true projection, nothing, I mean there is nothing to die for. When one chooses to die that is their projection what they truly needed or wanted. When one says love is not for me that is their projection. There will always be that black and white, still that is nothing to die for but you will. When I say die, it is not like the die we would think, there are lots of ways to die.
That may not seem fair, love is always fair. A bad choice is deceptive, a wrong choice is a mistake, the right choice is love, think of all them projections. As we all hold the power of choice as well as love. Itís like the comparison, why have a boat when it canít float on water? Why do you need a boat when you can walk on water? What is inside of me is also inside of you. What is projection? The answer is, it is you. Now you know the mind readers secret.
Remember being a child you knew things still you where unsure of. You seek for answers, you had good and bad times, you where innocent, and integrated yourself with your surroundings. Most of all you wanted love and needed to have fun. As you depended and some didnít have that luxury, therefore, they needed the secret to life more than ever. To not be in the middle of life and fall into the bad projection. Not be the survival of the fittest but to cradle the weak. With pure love and honesty with an iron grip creating for yourself and others.
As I ask this question I would like you to be totally honest with yourself. Is money a need or a want? As a worker need tools to get the job done, we can see deeper in others projection of money and if itís a need to them or a want. By now you can see the history clock still turning. We are at War now what does that tell you, that we will be at War again. Now who is lying? You haves the power to stop the history clock. We all have the gift, we all know the secret. To be honest here, was it us or the government that controls, causing all this War business?
When governmentís business... should be creating. Are our elderly safe and taken care of? Are our childrens education a money problem... can you see the projection yet? Who wants true freedom? Who knows what true freedom is? I can tell you this freedom is not working for a 4 year to 8 year term then always having a paycheck for the rest of your life. When the rest of us just sit back and do nothing about the governments controlling projection. How could a person create the highest value of everyone needs are taken care of? How could one know the ones that need help? I guess the projection is clear because we are by no means that evolved.
A criminal goes to jail that is all, a person goes to war that is all. When itís all over and the time is spent the criminal and the vet are treated the same. The criminal or the vet could earn a noble prize but we still only see with our eyes. There will be the hungry and the homeless. There will be the greedy and the day dreamer and there will be many. True you will always have the very few noble prize winners. Our history is the fact holder to this fact as the history clock turns as so does the world. How could one snowball you switching truths being the second hand on the history clock?
The mirror tells, projects you know colors and shades. Creative view this search for pure security. Behaving good bright like a star, be sure searching security. Passing away the shade of gray, metaphor way our survival, security. The shade of gray it is in the middle, it is mental.
A search for pure security. Please tell me why red rose for love? My eyes, sun rise in search for pure security. Black and white surround the gray. The battles inside of your head, in need for pure security. As we rise out of the ghetto as creators thatís who we are. Might of lived in but wasnít part of the ghetto. We protected our self from the anticivilization and the government.
With my baby steps my parents drilled in my mind and heart love, honesty to create values. They knew what I was going to have to go through. It might seem cruel my sentence to grow in the ghetto of the anticivilization and cheating government. As I moved out of my mothers house she reminded me to stay in my baby steps and be a man. Always for me to remember, I will always be her little baby. In my journey that made me think about raising a baby, here now is my metaphor in our God his creation his journey he is raising us his baby.
I meet a woman made my own family with my queen. As the years went by my family grew, I struggled to take care of my babies. I donít have time to waste and to repeat to my babies what my parents taught me. At times itís awesome experience but sometimes itís terrifying. Bluntly I had and did take control of myself. To be the mentor to my children like my parents where to me. Still not all my babies did not arise. I could be a freak of nature cause I canít reach the knife in my back. I could only imagine how our mentor feels of some of the writings like me we have read. My son was raised by his mother. It wasnít till he was almost grew that I was finally able to win custody. Iím strict and firm and the wife asked why am I so mean, then she says never mind she sees all the love in my eyes.
Here is your disclaimer no more invisible but invincible. You have to think about us, not your love gaining rust. Could you understand you canít touch this? Truly to stimulate others into bliss. No more what you think itís what you know. Itís the universe and the civilizationís show. So what you go through, do you have a plan to make it true? You have the right to be treated like a King or Queen by your projection. So what is your projection? Others can lay hands or their minds on you. What do you surround yourself with?
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