AGELESS TAMMY

The flower instructs the seed
the seed the flower both intent the same-

The Universe is timeless. As such no endings sustain purpose. The infinite Universe is all-inclusive, accordingly un-bordered. And un-ordered except by God. The infinite Light like the “sound” of silence is without form’s boundaries similarly both are all inclusive, a casual and non linear. (Silent form is conduit to the Light while conjoined). The infinite Universe is inescapably continuous. Eternally we subsist.

sound does not dematerialize. Ageless sound. The Eternal sound of  Tammy unfolding

All motion has sound unique to that motion…. Hence the darkness hence the Light. Your genetic self is the cause of its own effect? Permanent timeless infinity instructs. Forms sound of silence be the Light. Your essential self is non-linear. Direction refinement one. Birth and death Light the same. (The birth of your silence, the silence of your death). Unless we insist otherwise

Infinity is inescapably continuous. As such what separation is death from life. What escape? Congruently life and death are not Cosmically apart. Accruing…. Resurrection- Reincarnation are Celestially one. Otherwise by our own instruction. Perception assumes form often valid as forgiven.

Do you remember Tammy. Your parents…their parents therefore ourselves “removed” how many times before  we reside a status prior to the materializing of the planet earth. Still your parent, the Eternal Light., God attendant as is all. Thought realized as thinking sustains irony. Logic’s embrace infers timelessness. We fracture  the planet through preferential country; we deny God through exclusionary worship and we abstain Heaven through death less life’s purpose.Death applauds by our instruction we consent.  In loving we have been love. The Eternal is response.

Whose memory are you if not God’s. There is the Cosmic God and the earthly adaptation which is fragment through language, the preferred Holy Temple, celebrating martyr, our  violence. Revealing Heaven  through death not life. Not “death” conversant. We separate ourselves from the fullness and benefit of God through our worship. Correct us if were  wrong preferably if were  right.

Your past is a temporal adjustment in a timeless Universe. Hence what grave mourns your life, the Light. The Heavenly sound of silence sings. We speak our instructions haste

Who are we that we speak to hear the silence

the seed instructs the flower

the flower the seed…

What joyous mystery less than love unsolved.