septem15th, 2001
11/13/2001 02:35 a.m.
I am feeling helpless. I have never felt helplessness so intense.I am dying and I am helpless. I am helplessly seeing myself helplessly dying.Another painful aspect of this helplessness is that I am seeing her die helplessly. I am SEEING the laws taking its course. I am seeing the evil eating her alive.
Will she ever understand this?
How am I going to defy the evil without her?
She is ‘stuck up’ in ‘words’. She is ‘stuck up’ in the ‘parroted’ interpretation of the ‘words’- Hell, Eternity, Sin and what not. She is being struck hard by the ‘crowd’ this time. She is not prepared to transcend them this time. She is not prepared to SEE through those ‘words’ this time. She is not prepared to behave like a ‘chosen few’ this time. But the point is why is she feeling so helpless? Do I remind her of the easy ‘passage’ she has between her conscious and subconscious? Will she understand me? Will she believe me in this changing situation?
The law of vibration (deviation) is taking its own toll. We could defy it so many times in the last eighteen months. But, individually, it seems so difficult now. She has decided to offer her as prey to the laws and I am feeling so helpless.
Now the ‘greatest will turn into ‘lowly’
The most’ beautiful’ into ‘ugly
The ‘words’ in itself will become ‘meaningful’
The ‘meaning’ will go into ‘oblivion’ The parrots shall survive
The ‘chosen few’ shall die. How does a ‘herdsman’ control his ‘flock’?
How does he ‘communicate’ with the ‘sheep’s’?
In what ‘language’?
How does he generate fear in them?
Will he address to the ‘chosen few’ in the same language and with the same matter as that of the herd?
Will the ‘flock’ ‘understand’ the ‘language’ meant for the ‘chosen few’?
How would he decide who the ‘chosen few’ is?
How would he differentiate between the ‘sheep’ and ‘a chosen one’?
I wish she starts SEEING once again.
I wish that she could SEE that she can be with her God while being in the moment.
I wish she could SEE that she can fill herself with her God in the moment alone, while being in the moment alone and not when she is ‘somewhere else’.
I wish that she is aware of the fact that ‘parrots are parrots’ and not ‘guides’ ‘alighting’ the path leading to the ‘heaven’.
I wish WE survive and live in the BLISS all through the ‘eternity’.
I am currently Helpless