The System Works...

The System is Love, and is Powered by GOD... 

Reason because ALL MATTERS ENGAGED WITH IT WORKS...

I am comming from visiting a friend... Walking, I found out her, a friend from high school. She cook and sells food in the weekends, Native Food, and  because her I already have ready dinner for saturday. Pasteles: is a "rice pie" in a faraway form to explain what it is dear... Rice, vegetables, meat from pork or chicken or turkey, and then all together is wraped in a huge leaf of a local plant, and cooked with a lot of heat a couple of hours in a huge pot of boiling water... Delicious.

Suddenly I decide to write here... Dear POTUS, IT employees of him/US The Governments, Wife and babies, and Jesus (Sorry Lord, I know you are first...): writing to this place is a kind or weird. I already realice there are censors in the back end, and machines(bots) cheking the website... There are too tags: markers for to looking I do not know what in such a personal, hobby kind of place I have been the last five years creating with the help of family, friends and beautiful librarians and public libraries... I say this because: what make sometimes we humans decide to invest time and attention in matters so a kind of superflous? I do not know. Teacher Timothy: you was in my mind in that moment when this writing pop up in the walking to home...

To cut communications in a violent way in life could to create some issues. The human involved in that disruptive equation can to feel grieving about sounds, words, meanings... Language is a corner stone of our counciousness, and the effects of a violent disruption of the hability of to communicate can appear from short to long terms in the human affected. I am that human about it Teacher: in a way, I like it. This difficult experience came along with a life experience about emotions, thoughts, that allow to be empathetic with a wide spectrum of human issues in several subjects of the social, political, artistic landscapes, and I never imagine I will have an optic like this one I have been harvesing lately... War, Emotional Stress, Substance Abuse: I have been acquiring new perspectives about our species the last year Teacher, And I am asking myself how to "explote" this knowledge for my fellow humans in my sourrandings and beyond... 

Maybe someday I will realice how to share this kind of "free knowledge" a traumatic experience has been having on me. Maybe is just a personal thing, nothing for to share. Or maybe it is: God will provide the times, the tools, the scenarios for knowing about it...

Meantime I just will like to share with the emthyness, with the vacuum, with the bots, with you beloved Jesus, with the algorithm: I am enjoing the expectation, the hope is growing in my heart about something great will happen again to mankind, and I have the feeling I am gonna be part of... I have no clue what is about, but I have this hunch about something great is coming...