W.A.N.N.A.!

When we were doing it, even after a very cataclysm event like a divorce, love continue like nothing, dancing as it was before The Event, Meantime The Event, and it will continue, if we decide dancing with Him(Jesus), forever again the same cute always God Truth... Like this May 20th of 2.026: meantime I continue slow reaching home from Nowhere, suddenly it came so my mind Miss Lori and the Finance Team Karen’s Girls Accounting Team at JCC – SUNY in 525 Falconer Street, Jamestown, New York, 14701. Your fine face Miss Lori: with nothing else in every gesture than human empathy. Like a pristine drop of water: Transparent, good, true... Thanks for it Ma'am... Here Nowhere Territory life is about nothing: the zero stage after free will break in about previous destinations lawfully engaged (loving everything + everywhere) is like floating in a empty bubble around others nothingness´s fulfilled bubbles across the space...  Time became still Miss Lori... Do you remember the tast...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not a sound when you leave, but what like a thunder jam anoying the silent you create with your absence...  Like the dropping water...  Like the slow motion breaking of a branch...  Like the burning wood:  the sounds of the absence of you.  The raining, the fire, the thunder: metaphoprical sounds of the acustic of my life when I used to enjoy the echoe of our intimate silent in between of the next clash of our skins for both to listen the whisper of God to our ears... Deaf to the World, we just listening each other, those God´s sounds from the thunder burning tree of our trembling bodies, the raining of our sweatting skins...  And then the silent: the eternal absense of your presence still making me feel all those things just with a memory swift...

Diálogo entre IA Capitalista y un Bebé           Bebé: Tengo hambre. IA: Yo tengo comida.  Bebé: Dame.  IA: ¿Tienes una moneda?. Bebé : No. IA: Lo siento.      Diálogo entre una IA Comunista y un Bebé IA: ¿Tienes una moneda?. Bebe: Sí. IA: Esa moneda queda confiscada...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Umm... God came to Earth undercover and we kill him: humans we did. Details about it you will find with the Christians, Jews and Muslims babe... Be careful what season of the year you will ask about this subject to them: they become very sensitive according the weather of their heart about this matter...™Lol. Jesus: I admire my neighbors... I love them: I think that a little so much than my own home... Because that is wrong, the reason I have been thinking about how to formulete a theory or hypothesis for explain this feelings in the proper way... I mean Lord: what I want to to say, it need to begin by the truth, that is you, not U.S., humans... And IS wrong what I just said, because the only Home is Earth: not the human, but the godly continuum is the reality of a place where there are no borders, frontiers but a permanent "go on" of your grace in the form of the water alive, the air alive, the soil alive is everywhere in this place... SO let me try again: I admire my neighb...

 

 

 

 

 

The place turns bloody, messy, ugly: like if The Punisher, or a version of the Avenger rated R, or Terminator was crossing that peaceful place where we humans, nobody else, have the right to harvest and eating other animals... How the chickens they look to U.S. ? , may we will never know babe... Ain´t for free those feelings: one of your grandmas she shows to U.S. what   to feel about others when they mess with your basic needs... Reason because, again, we can realize we are participants, tenants at most, but not owner of this place named Earth... We play a roll about to been sharing the ecosystem in our surroundings, that is always unlimited and enough for whatever human need... Play, rest, hunt, fishing: the continuum of the creation, without human tricks to excuse ourselves about to obey to Him (border we called), is enough for enjoy and share forever in peace this and the next Planet too babe… The natural frontiers of our species, are not enough strong to contain God in t...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Slavery is boring, ugly and wrong: if so, why still there are neighbors they have fantasies about it? Dear POTUS WASHINGTON, Founder Father Franklin: It is true you were supporters of such human abomination? I wander about your readings interpretations about Jesus: did you know who is, who was, who will be FOREVER HIM? I wonder because, at least if you were reading a different from our current version/books than Matthew, James, John, Luke gospel we have in The States/Worldwide about Thy God of LOVE, our God, there are not a single reliable, trustful, honest interpretation IN ANY WAY IN THAT SCRIPTURES ABOUT GOD WORD, WHERE SLAVERY IS OKAY. Yes, guys: New Testament. Yes, guys: Jesus word.  Jesus came to Earth to make U.S. better than ever: whatever attempt about to validate slavery because the People of God this or that, because Moses this or that, because David this or that, wrong, ugly, boring: Jesus is the only truth, and those interpretations about the Law where "is okay sl...