Unleashed by fate and fashioned of the things we believed go into making character. For in forgetting our origins and identity we lost all those things that we knew for certain. No teaming main streets with neighbors in care and joy of fellowship. No awestruck children seeking a dream to be policeman, fireman or extraordinary leader of men. Where has the reality we once lived been stacked or filed away? What fate have we chosen in our escape?

This is not a practice session. No fool’s gold or placebo given to generate a real response to facsimile. These are the folded arms of hearts closed to the ideas of rationale and reason. Our sons men who seek games all day and sex all night even if it must occur at limited bandwidth hiding from the sleeping family we’ve forgotten to esteem. A caudron full of nuclear nightmares await the unfolding plans of man. A world stage of pseudonym and avatar.

They made us proud in reaching for mountains of the mind, hills beyond midnight and ideas waiting for tomorrow’s understanding. They were great children if not difficult and reminded us that the best recipes often fail and the best cakes take a bit of luck and persistence. What day is this that I must forget who I was meant to be in order to fit into the modern paradigm? Magics, mysteries and manhood. A faithful missive. Penned before time began, expository fashioned in the golden fires of heart. What day have we began now that the end is ever present?

No minced words. No chalice filled with waters that great thirst and leave men wanton of nothing. The park, back roads where firearms repeat, looking for rock or robbery. We are illustrious, demonstrative and full of illusion, deception and disrepair. Our time has come, to focus upon the nothing we have wrought or seek to assemble. Into this version of our coming we inject hopeless agony while the elderly know the end result before we’ve even ventured. For in the wisdom found beyond the moment of fear they recommend contrition.

Do we pursue God in action at least as arduously as we pursue our own happiness?

Endowed by our Creator with certain inalienable rights in our Declaration of Independence, one of which is pursuit of happiness. What is happiness? Fifty people fifty versions. A state of, a struggle, defined by self that can neither be maintained nor continued perpetually.

The world says Joy is a feeling. Is that the context in which we walk with Spirit or find peace and patience to endure the overwhelming?

Joy is neither pursuit nor feeling, it is a knowledge of hope beyond the promise of performance. It unlike happiness is not a pursuit but a practice and in that realization lengthens in breadth and depth until approaching or achieving perpetuity.

Liberty. What is the magic in a word? Google.com Liberty – the state of being free within society from oppressive restrictions imposed by authority on one’s way of life, behavior, or political views. So happiness is sponsored by action in pursuit of the noun state of achieving self-defined status of feeling good. Liberty is again a state of being free within society against oppression for who we choose to be.

Life — Existence. Set apart with the spark or breath of existence. Endowed–Furnished or provided maintenance to achieve personal end states.

All is given. Nothing is self achieved only the pursuit is granted. We were given the choice to believe that God is origin of our life, liberty and pursuit of happiness and all those things through which freedom makes available.

We have been set apart by the Love and Grace/Mercy of God to achieve actions, states, pursuits and practice in reflection of His Wonderful Gifts to America. How then may we continue in successful Union without the primary acknowledgement of God Himself and the inalienable gifts He has bestowed upon US. Existence without God is impossible. Everything else stems from that root. The Root of Jesse, Jesus Christ the King. Through which and for whom all things were made.

Hearts find comfort in code, avoidance and change of subject. There is no path to healing but through focus upon wound, cause and the truth in viral cleansing. No way from here to there in my desire to talk about something that allows me to waffle. I seek on/off, black/white, change not simply alliance, vow to try or wish upon some outcome. Accomplish, not of self, but by Spirit.

This is the life of everlasting. Looking into the requirements upon a man born for eternity, no longer slave to temporary, Earthly marks and death. What then has eternal man to do with the larvae he once was born? Certainly origin, surely encoded limitations, experience and the joy of having breathed first light and breath. What is useful now on the new path?

Seeking the objectives beyond my own creation. A new student, asking and applying those destinations and ideas that are being given in perfect moments. No looking back at fractured understanding. For in the past I find all the necessary reasons to move on from it. No dodging, no vacillation, no worry or demand, only obedience and joy.

Would that man of avoidance, misdirection and continual search for sensory fulfillment be capable of contemplating infinite dimension? To be the new man, the transformed creature born of heavenly seed I must be that man, not fake or attempt being someone I long to be. The only path to perfection is found in the harmony with spirit, in each thought, speech and action. I will not tell you what I will become for I do not yet know its completion. I may only say that I am surrendered to where God is taking me and to say that I must reflect it in Mind, Body and Spirit, right now.

The star thinks nothing of its centrality. All things simply revolve. No ego, no thoughts of super or inferiority. It simply warms those things around with the light and heat produced within it.

Does it own the light? Does it require forgiveness or acknowledgement by all who bathe in the warm of life given?

What hope have we at arming ourselves with reason? When even the process of indebtedness is far too complex in understanding. What does a man gain by owing too much to ever pay?

What tales are told about the fellow who owed it all? There is no fear beyond acceptance of the impending doom of having spent it all. No fury at external souls in forcing his own foolishness. No doubt in his salvation that now the debt is transferred to alternate master. The one to whom the debt should have been ventured form outset.

What now that the light comes with understanding and forgiveness? What now that supremacy is established, welcomed? What other source of revenue, strength or power could even hold a candle? When the light and warmth I bargained and withheld was made specifically for me.

Darkness holds no friendship and we certainly will never be kin. For in the light so freely given a respect for the Maker outshines all other possible allegiance.

I cannot travel parsecs within this ship I’m given. I cannot cross the belts and stars in the circumference of mind’s eye. I cannot fault all those who have yet to form the words or experience understanding, fealty, Love.

For that which we do not yet know cannot be held against us. Within the realm of surrendered we find tomorrow’s comprehension. And though I once withstood or doled out forgiveness, care and hope. To those whom much is given is a welcomed expectation.

Climbing and descending by purpose, truth and reason. Recalling the origins of commitment. Growth, peace and regression are tied to a timeline of expectation, promise and disciplined approach of objectives through effort, prayer and corrective action. There must be a rub or a belly scratch attached to plateau or dive from precipice whether or not positive, peaceful or catastrophic.

How then in brief pause do we recommit or capitulate in laughter, excitation or calm collection? Endurant standing through hardship, trial and muse requires a guideline and established relationship or vow to stay within its promise. Constant correction for similar behaviors leads naturally to exposure, increased conviction and or chastisement. How can a man of valor contend with the misbehavior’s of those with which he’s battling against the morays and episodic darkness? Will he find his way home ignoring his own or fellows departure?

To what optimal existence are we progressing? What lands yet ventured do we hope to arrive? What dreams elevated from the dimension or descension propel our feet and hearts? To what would we attribute departure or absolute failure at the journey? We know what must be known and fall away by choice in listening to deceptive calling. Why would a man of promise listen to those bedraggled mannerisms and promises of evil, especially when internally compelling us to disobey the King? There is one standard, one guidon, one promise and being external to self-judgement it must be consciously obeyed, even when our kin or cadre bid otherwise.

There will always be voices and whispers from the dark spaces. Hearing them and listening are two utterly divergent disciplines. They natter for effect. Only open ears will continue to receive the deluge of indifference and disobedience to righteousness. What manner of defense do you perceive is sufficient to silence or cauterize their solicitation?

Does your story include a review of the daily sleights, angers, punishment and subjection? If the kitbag often needs emptying, then how is it so rapidly filled? The focused concentration upon the victimization and relieving myself of onslaught means that I have place in my psyche that is susceptible and stores the bores and tortures of this world. If these are not sponsored by dark whisper than who is choosing to store these as burden?

Walking in freedom and changing to avoid the weighty dilemmas of circumstance are synonymous. Love and transformation are offered with choice of acceptance. Remaining where we are is possibly the single greatest obstacle to perfection and a semblance of worldly success. Failure to let go of the dock ends the journey to the unknown and greatly desired. We must have courage to become something other than we are while understanding where we are is the thing we most wish to change.

I am not discouraging a psychological review of your internal topography. However, simple self help is not an answer to the true question we all ask ourselves. Do I want to be set free from the burdens of this world, achieve wholeness and peace while building relationship with my maker to discover the avenue to the life hereafter? Ask yourself. do you know the impacts of youth upon your neural pathways that are outside of your correction through contemplation and right living? The transformation we seek is not achievable by self, just as entry into heaven is not within man’s bargaining, pleading or effort of self-justification.

The only way to eternal life is found in God. The only way back to God for humanity is found in Christ Jesus as He paid the debt of sin we owed God, that could not be overlooked. The only method to transformation, access and seal for eternity is found in the Holy Spirit. The only one who can make the choice of this path or the insufficient journey of self apotheosis is found in the merciful and gracious authority of Choice in Free Will.

So in free will we get to choose to give up our will in pursuit of those things beyond us or subject ourselves the dark whispers and worldly controls that never could have healed us or provided pathway to eternal life. Some things are simple but so hard. Made so by our unwillingness to let go of the harbor of our inadequate thinking. Choose Life, Found only in Christ.