I decided to ponder upon what a fellow soul has brought to my attention. You know!… those people that are always there at the rite time to catch you slipping. The ones that see’s your faults because you allowed them to. The ones that you stand strong in front of but they do not know the full you. The ones that do not sit back and be intimidated to speak up when you are spiraling out of control. Those ones.
As humans, we tend to work on our faults when others bring it to our attention. Sometimes we do not notice a fault or think of something as a fault until someone else tells us that it is in fact a fault.
We then begin to work on our faults until everyone stops complaining about it. When no one else mentions it, we think that getting rid of it was a success.
We then go back to reality with the new version of ourselves, until months and years down the line someone else notices that there is a fault in us. The same fault from before that another had mentioned.
They step back and watch this fault, until we are in mid peak of it all… Just before your were about to break the barriers, they step in and say…… Hey! You are impatient…. You are cold and heartless.. you are to dependent on drugs etc etc… It’s many other examples of the things people will always bring to our attention.
The ones that sit back and never speak up or encourage us are not the ones for us. The ones that speak up don’t matter if they treat us bad in other areas of our lives… At that moment they are placed in our lives to push us into something better so we should still listen even though we don’t want to.
Last night before I started to ponder for the 1000383747389294774774 times on all the faults others see in me while setting the mood. I opened the curtains wide open since it was cloudy and windy last night. The trees were blowing viciously from side to side, back and forth as the clouds fastly flowed away into the far distance. It looked like the sky’s was ready to bust with water at any given moment.
I then turned off all the lights and television. I decided to hook up the Bluetooth to the stereo system. I then went on youtube and searched for powerful meditation frequency. I searched for powerful meditation frequency and stumbled upon https://youtu.be/vn-uyCShY9g.
I laid on the opposite direction of the bed from where my pillows are since I couldn’t see outside properly. I adjusted myself faced with my head towards the window. Deep breath in….. deep breath out. Close eyes I said to myself… No! Pick something and steer.
I went into deep thoughts and stated getting scared. It sounded like out of nowhere someone was walking into he room up to me. I keep laying there until I realizted it was coming from the sound so I had to find another sound.
That is when I found this one https://youtu.be/yD6dpHRvPXA. I ended up falling asleep and waking up to it until it was completely finished. I also absolutely enjoyed the sound.
I went back to laying down. Deep breath in, deep breath out… Ok rite now pull out of your body. What do you notice? Everything is moving, including me don’t matter how much I am still.
Ok think about your faults… Why do they keep popping up? The only thing that can keep a fault away is if it is worked on everyday. Every day we do not work on it, adds up until the day the fault can be seen by others and then ourselves. By then you would have to stop and work on it before it takes you over. Once it takes you over it will be hard to get back on the rite track if we ever do get back on it that is.
This means every fault we have, will always be there don’t matter how absence it may be at moments. So now I have to go and take a step back, to work on my faults permanently everyday and not just for a given moment.
The thing I picked and chose to stare at was a light in the far distance. A home and a dirt business in one. They sell different types and colours of dirt. I then started thinking, why do some think the dark is the place to be and not the light. If God came and met the earth at a state of darkness, giving us light, then why do we fear the dark but will still go in it to hide from everything and everyone else?!
Isaiah 45:7-8 states: I create the light and make the darkness. I send good times and bad times. I, the LORD, am the one who does these things. “Open up, O heavens, and pour out your righteousness. Let the earth open wide so salvation and righteousness can sprout up together. I, the LORD, created them.
I was intrigued to find out what was the difference of the light and the dark. What is the different purpose between the light and a dark?
I was thinking if they say the light holds the truth then why are there lies in it? Can the truth really be in the light but the way we are perceiving things is what creates the lies. Think about it! we are constantly changing everything around us including the way we speak and the way we communicate with each other.
For example: let’s use a animal, the dog. The definition of a dog is a domesticated carnivorous mammal that typically has a long snout, an acute sense of smell, nonretractable claws, and a barking, howling, or whining voice.
Then there are these other versions:
1.follow (someone or their movements) closely and persistently.”photographers seemed to dog her every step”
2.INFORMAL•NORTH AMERICAN act lazily; fail to try one’s hardest.”Eric had a reputation for dogging it a little”
Now here is what I was thinking…… If I was to make the statement now; yooo me and my dog seen this bad A$@ Chick and we was fighting to see who F_¢✓$ her blah blah blah.
Someone from a different time would be like; he and his dog was trying to have sex with a woman. His dog won her over and they then had sex. They had a baby, half dog and half human.
But in another perspective, the dog is a homie. A homie definition is; “A person from one’s home town or neighborhood; a member of one’s peer group or gang; a homeboy or homegirl.” … good friend.” This final definition vividly shows that “homie” has evolved into a word with a positive connotation as it is associated with close bonds such as friendship or brotherhood.
So you see in the statement I made, I meant that me and my boy seen her. I am Abigail writing as usual so this statement was randomly made up and not about me or anyone else. It is just to prove a point. And you see how the dog and the woman created a half dog/human… Something that has nothing to do with the statement I made.
This is where different perspectives comes into play. Every couple years we look at the same things at different angles. Everything that we are supposed to know has always changed and this is why it seems like the light carries lies. This is why it seems like the things we know is lies because most of it is from a perspective that is not of the perspective in which it was really intended to be in.
In the dark, it breaks us down and forces us to see all these perspectives and to find our own perspective or the true perspective. The darkness hides the lies of the light revealing the true perspective of any given word or thought.
That is when I realized the difference between the light and the dark is that the light represents knowledge and understanding and the dark represents strength and wisdom. This is the difference between the light and the dark.
Having to see through everyone’s perspectives into the real intended perspective is what creates wisdom. Wisdom is something that has to be worked for. Wisdom is very costly.
In the light it forces one to do nothing really. If one has a perspective in front of one, we see that perspective and hold on to it having to look for nothing else. Unless we realize that, that perspective is not the real perspective and the perspective before that perspective is the intended perspective.
The ones that goes through the dark to find the rite perspective and bring it back to the ones in the light are the reasons why we have a few rite perspectives in the light. We can go back into the dark to find the rite perspectives for everything so that it would be no reason to go through the dark again. The thing is that there will always be different perspectives under one condition.
The only way for everyone to always be on the same page and for it to never change…. to know what the meaning of one thought is, is if we all are all under the same language. One meaning per word and no more. We have to come under one speaking, one thinking, one writing and one doing in order to always keep the right perspective. The right perspective is a perspective that does not change. If a perspective changes then it is no longer the right perspective.
This is why the dark is there…. so that we could walk through it if we got lost in the light.
There is hope for us, but only if we are willing to work for it.
Until next time, remember that you are always loved and will ways be loved by life. We are all love and we all love eachother. We just don’t see it fully as yet. Keep spreading joy and love wherever you go, this will help us to remember who and what we are.
-Abigail
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On the morning of Saturday, March 30th,1996 in Trinidad & Tobago a baby girl was born. Her mom had her on the 3rd month of the year, the 30th day, 3 days after her birthday and she had just turned 33. 330333. For her mom, it was supposed to be a one night stand that lasted for 3 days. On the 3rd day, to her Mother's surprised, she was conceived with a Baby. Just a fun fact about this magical soul. Coincidence, maybe, maybe not. While her mother was pregnant with her while living on the streets, a Nun took Jaishema into a shelter and gaved her daughter her first name upon her birth. She is now known as Abigail M M.... Numbers 757.
Growing up I was no ordinary girl. I was fast as a bee & wild as a bear. I was always dirty since my brother and I lived in an abandon house, deep in the bushes with my mentally ill mother. We hardly had food to eat, no running water or electricity. Inside the abandoned house was only an old mattress, a pot with charcoals, newspapers, a few pieces of clothing and little food.
Such a tom boy I always ran off to enjoy nature. I was always missing from my mother's view, either to be found high up in a tree or in the dirt looking for lizard eggs. I though they were so cute and tiny. I used to think I was keeping an eye on them making sure they were safe. I was the most beautiful little girl who as an adult carry the same face. I wore a lot of dresses that was sadly covered in mud where the details and colors were no longer visible. I enjoyed climbing the tallest trees. My favorite is the fruit trees because it makes you feel like the climb was worth it. Mango trees Ummmmhhhh. Either way to me the climb was worth it because when you have reached the top you can now sit and enjoy the view. Its weird because now that I am older, I have a fear of heights. Probably because I have gotten so used to holding on to the tree branches and always being in control of whether I fall or not. I enjoyed building huts out of coconut leaves and doing everything I was told not too do. I enjoyed eating cups of milk & sugar since that was my main source of food. I hated when my mother would tell me to mix my juice with water because it was watery and didn't taste as good as it should have. We used charcoals to brush our teeth since my mother couldn't afford toothpaste. It worked like a charm, she always made sure my teeth was pearly white. To use the bathroom we had to poop on newspapers and pee outside under the house. We would use an oil lamp to see in the night for both outside and inside. My little brother do not remember as much as I do since I was older. He used to stay in the house with my mother while I walked for what seems like miles to a 4 year old for drinking water, since he was a baby at the time and could not make the walk. I remembered one day I fell into the ditch of water and I receive unexpected strength that helped pulled me to safety. The tap was really high but underneath my feet was wooden boards and under that was a hole of water. I guess the water pressure was so strong that the excess water made a deep pool so for no one to fall there was a wood dock nailed together to make a walkway to the tap. My feet slipped and I fell in! Holding on the the foundation, my feet was too short to pull myself up to reach the board. I then kept on trying and out of nowhere I was able to do it as if my feet wasn't to short anymore. Someone unseen helped me up.
My mother showed me how to be tuff on my own as far back as I can remember, she showed me how to properly balance a bucket of water on my head so that I can carry it easier.
I even saved my mothers life once by saying the word STOP. One day our neighbor killed a huge snake as long as an Anaconda and wanted to show my mother. Mean while a few minutes before I was high up in the trees when a snake fell trying to reach down and bite me. I kept on enjoying the wild as I heard my neighbor screaming go get your mom. I went inside but she send me back outside and told me to tell him that she is cooking. When my mom finally came outside the man took his cutlass/ machete and tried to chop my mom up to death. They were running around in circles and I didn't know what to do. I thought to myself if I screamed no-one would hear me, if I ran I would not make it in time or maybe he would run after me and kill me too. That was when I realized that this is a spiritual fight. In that moment I believed in my inner power that whatever I wanted from life, I can and will make happen. At that moment I wanted him to stop and he would obey my command. In that moment of life I realized that I only had myself and that the only solution to this problem is in me. What I need is in my soul. When all physical self is abandoned, when all physical self disappears, when you realize that the physical self can no longer help you, it is only ONE option left. In you! Your soul! I am the one that determines how this is going to end. I screamed STOP with all my might as hard as I can for as long as I could have. The man then stopped looked at me waving his machete and said you are lucky and went back inside. This goes to show you how crazy people really are and the reasons why we need to separate good from evil once and for all. Something so simple as a lack of attention or praise from others can drive someone to do anything to get the feeling they want. I should not have know that the world was evil under the age of 5.
Around the age of five, one day a woman visited my home from another country to find me a safer home. It was a rainy day out, I was busy playing with my Barbie's, outside when I saw this strange lady came walking up towards the steps. I stood there confused as she said the words " I am your sister" …… I started yelling as to why no-one told me I had a sister. No-one had mentioned her before but I knew I had several brothers. She came because the home I once knew with my mother was become unsafe day by day since her mental illness was getting worst. P.s I found out I have more sisters when I grew older.
Many years back my mother was the most beautiful person. I got the chance to see a picture of my mother before she got sick with mental illness. She was full of beauty for all, posing as if she was a model with an artistic talent many will gladly wish to posses. She created the most beautiful wedding cakes. Sadly not everything stays the way we would like. Growing up I was told by my sister and family members that my mother was abused badly by her mother to the point she sometimes made my mom have sex in the bar she owned so that she can keep the money to herself. When my mom tried to play with her toys her mother would beat her and flush it down the toilet. As my mom got older she tried finding ways to cope. From running away, to alcohol to drugs to stories of people working black magic on my mother`s mind because of her beauty. I may never know the truth. But what I do know is that she has lost what she really loved..... Her kids, her mind & her lifestyle. She had big dreams that were left unaccomplished. Because of her mental state, she often was afraid of the outside world hurting us so she used to have several pad locks on the door at once. Maybe 6 or so to give a picture. She was so focus on locking the doors when we left for outside to the point locking us outside the house and forgetting the keys inside was was a normal thing. She then would push me up a wall into a whole leaving her fate to a 1 year old to climb in and retrieve the keys. Now you see why at 4 I was basically climbing things as high as a coconut tree. So when I was off missing high in the trees, while she was scared of my safety she knew what I was capable at since 1 so a part of her always knew I was smart and capable of great things. As I was growing up, I would catch her dazing out looking into my eyes. She never stopped, don't matter how old I had grown.
Fast Forward my brother was taken in by his father but my father was busy with his own family and his woman at the time did not want me to be apart of their lives. He cheated on his wife with my mother creating me. Maybe because of shame he left without looking back! Well I'm not 100% sure because as a kid an older male used to give me money on my walk home from school. He handed me money almost everyday from maybe when I was 11-13. He used to stand on a corner at a pubic place where I knew he couldn't hurt me so I used to take the money being that at home I only got $1 to go to school with. The man only says hi, smiles and gives me money as I continue my walk home. So back a little, I was taken to my brother's house where he said " She is not my responsibility & neither is she yours, you should return her to where you got her from. I was also told that the rest of my family excuses was no different along with the words,
" she looks just like her mother, she will turn out to be like crazy her mother too. We do not want that responsibility."
My sister said that she went crying to her friends that no-one wants me and she does not know what to do with me. She searched everywhere but no-one would take me in. She did not want to leave the country knowing I was not safe. Jackpot, I was taken in by them, complete strangers to me at the time. I was greeted by dogs surrounding me trying to rip me to pieces. I screamed as loud as a trumpet & quickly climbed up the fence. They were told by their owner to leave me alone as I slowly came back down to the ground. When I got inside I had a bath with clean clothes waiting for me & the most delicious food I have ever eating. I was not told the words I love you growing up but by the way I was taken care of I read in-between the lines & knew that they loved me. I was taught to hunt in the wild & shoot shotguns, learned how to cook by my aunt and her mother. I was taught how to fish and anything to do with the wild and nature by my Uncle Danny. Everytime I looked bored I was told to go and read a book by him. I had many toys as a kid from dolls to guns I had it all. I had lots & lots of guns, whether I was outside shooting or cooking for my dolls anytime my uncle saw me outside he would always tell me to go & pick up a book. I never understood why since he was the one that taught me the outside things. He loved me in his own special way. My aunt would be the one to cook for the household and wash my clothes, while her mother would make sure I ate breakfast before school and got me dressed. My aunt always did my hair and helped with my homework. She treated me as her own child since she had none of her own at the time.
Shortly after I started getting comfortable I was being sexually assaulted by an older kid of the family for the six to seven years I lived there. I was not the only one though, a older girl also staying there had to have sexual intercourse with him also. I was so scared & confused bring only 6 to tell anyone because he would tell lies on me when I said no and made me get beatings. Most of my beatings growing up was for something they did and he would put the blame on me. I would tell the truth that I did not do it but it seemed as if no one believed me. Since then I started lying to protect myself. It just became a part of me over the years to protect myself as best as I could. It got worst when it was time for me to eat, he would take the good foods out of my plate and give me everything he didn't like which turned out to be the same foods I didn't like either. I was always the last one at the dinner table, sometimes I would get beatings because I was sitting at the table for hours. As a child I could not leave the dinner table unless I ate all my food. I started getting smart by hiding the foods in my underwear, doors, toy box and fed it to the dogs. I sometimes had to hide from him because he would make me kneel in a corner for hours or have me sit with my thumbs sticking straight up while my back was completely straighten for hours. He would tell me if anyone asked what was wrong with me and to why I was like that to not speak because he would tell them I did something wrong so that I can get a beating. It felt like I couldn't speak for an entire year but only in school. I did not know what was going on because I did not believe an adult can fall for so many lies and not get to the bottom of me no longer speaking words. That did not make sense to me as a child. I always wanted to tell my sister or mom but everytime they called the adults would always stand by the phone to monitor our conversations. They even monitored when my mother would visit me all the way up until she left. Over the years I found a way to escape by running away to my mind. Unaware to me that I was practicing the art of meditation. I used this method so much that I developed a side where I was entering other dimensions. I taught I was just having the same dream for months where I would always start off from where I had left off the night before. Unknown to me I started accessing a higher power and knowledge. I still used this method to stay true to my human values in life & to always help find my way back to my chosen path.
One night instead of me going to the place I visited for months, I felt something heavy crawling up the bed onto my chest. The place I was going to was a cemetery with 2 trees that were dried up and scary. They were alive and would try to attack me. That night as I closed my eyes, before I can even fall asleep, I was greeted by the Devil himself as a snake. Even though my eyes was closed I saw him clear as day about to bite me. At the time I was afraid of snakes so I prayed & held my breath while praying until I passed out. I woke up the next morning to me screaming in fear. I noticed that the wooden antique bed was cracked in half & the floor was stained blood red as if it was an old deep stain that was there for 1000 years. I rubbed and rubbed to no success of removing it. My aunt quickly ran to my screams as I told them about the snake. Everyone kept asking " Are you sure that it was not a bird that got inside?" I said no, my eyes was closed but I saw it as if my eyes was open. The snake was about to bite me before I passed out from holding my breath while praying to God for help. Strangely they never asked about the bed being cracked or the deep red stain at the foot of the bed. But weirdly my pastor came by later on that same day, blessed & prayed for me. A short while after he left, my aunt said she saw a snake outside and to run as fast as I could and bring her the cutlass/ machete before it gets away. Like I had mentioned earlier I am a fast runner so a short while after I bring her the cutlass/ machete she told me that she thinks she got it, she was not sure because it slid away quickly. I never got a chance to see it. I was then sent to do my daily chores of picking up the ripe fruits that fell on the ground from all our different types of fruit tress like, mangos, plums, guavas and passion fruit and putting it into a bucket so that my aunt and grandmother can make fresh juices and jams or cakes etc. As I was walking outside the fence picking up the fruits I saw a baby snake dead in the drain with the same colors just the opposite ways. They were both red, black and white. One is supposed to be poison and one is not.
Then also, at that time I used to steal the church offerings to buy snacks. Everyone would be nice to me because they knew my life, they thought I was innocent and being one of the kids of the church, the pastor would leave me in the room with the baskets of money. Noone found out but somehow I think he knew. On my way home from school I would see a strange making coffins by pastor, since that was my past has side job. It was a regular thing to see him making call friends on my way home. no strange man that used to work with him but also stand on a corner and give me money what my pastor knowing, or so I think.
This is why today I believe it was the devil himself. Maybe from stealing from God or me traveling to places inwardly. I would steal on a daily from someone else $20 US a day which was $120 in my country. I did it for years, I would spend all the money in a day or snacks, music players and crazy things that made me happy. I would stop t Alot of stores on my walk home from home and steal from everyone. No one suspect Because they saw me as innocent. I was smart enough to avoid all cameras. I became aware from an early age that there is something going on in this world that many are not willing to talk about or fight. When spoken of, the world then labels you to be crazy or not normally forcing you to feel left out or unworthy. I promised the world at the age of 5 that I will stop your suffering and I haven't loat hope in this. The older I got, the more I realized someone has to change the world before it is too late.
From then on whenever I have questions about life, instead of turning to man himself, I turn to this hidden knowledge inside of me where I have learned a lot over the years. This hidden knowledge is inside all of us. It is up to us to figure out how to access it and reign our world. We all have our own demons to fight but it is up to us to have the knowledge we need to come out winner's in life. It is time to put a stop to the world saying we are not normal but they are. We are infact the normal one's, and the world is crazy. Those that chooses to stay in ignorance would be left behind and those that chooses to find the light and the cause of our sufferings would be the SAVED ONES. Those that listens but do not believe, support but do not understand, give but do not agree would also be saved. Those that live in total ignorance, shutting out all words and actions would be the ones that would be left behind in the end to serve us.
You see my mother's mom grew up the same way now that she is older she is bitter and racist. Growing up my oldest brother to also be racist. One time he took me for the summer, he told me not to go outside and play when the sun is out because I was getting to black. My friends was calling me to show me that they learned how to do a black flip but my brother ended up coming home from work early and caught me outside. He got so mad that be beat me with all his might using his belt. He is a body builder so you know that was the worst beating I have ever gotten in my lifetime, for being black. My mothers family is Indian so you know they own business such as bars and wearhouses but yet I have always struggled in life because of my mother's choice to love black men. My grandmother saw her very own mother being physical and emotionally abused by her own father. I even heard stories of her dad hanging her mom because she kept on making girl children and he wanted a boy so that our legacy to be passed on to him. My grandmother even thought my older brother to be racist to the point he dont like dark skinned women, nore have I even seen him dating a black women. So instead of my grandmother fighting her demons, she let them influence her to the point that this curse was passed down to my mother and her children. My grandmother spoiled all her grandkids but my mom kids which include me since we all had black fathers. With all this bad luck my family is still doing well for themselves back home, while I'm in a foreign country left fighting for myself. My sister took me to the country she lives in inorder to have a better life but we no longer speak. I told her that I was being sexually assaulted all those years when I was almost 15 years old. I told her because she was being mean to me by blaming me for past actions and constantly trying to put her hands on me without trying to see that I am not a bad person at all. Yes the older I got the more bad I had grew. From lying to fighting to bullying kids. I do not regret the things that made me a better person. My experiences is what made me a truly unique person. In my high school in Trinidad I was on my 9 suspension in only 2 years. I used to do stupid shit, like flooding the school bathroom, to making fun of teachers, to crazy glueing someone to their chair, to putting condoms and spit in a girls hair etc. I realized that I was a leader because everyone is willing to follow me, good or bad. I took advantage of my power over other's Because growing up everyone overlooked me. When I speak and join conversations, it's as if they cannot hear my world's, leaving me to watch the world go on without me. One day rhings change and ever since, wveryo wants my attention. Strangely these people are still in my life today asking for life advises. I was not kicked out of the school system because I was and still am a very smart lady but I was kicked out of the house. I had to go home else and shortly after my first high School principal and got so tired of my behavior that she lied to one of her friends and saying that I was a good kid so that way she can transferr me to her high School. It's funny because one day the new principal looked at me and she said I do not know why my friend lied to me but you're a horrible student. Don't matter how bad I had grown to be, I always passed my classes. I came to America after this girl took my head and started banging it into a wooden desk. Long story short I blacked out, everyone said I turned into hulk. No-one could contain me because of my strength, not the security guards, or principal or the hundreds of kids that was at school that day. I was told by the doctor that my strength levels measure in the high 80's, which is the strength of a man. I got up as she started running to the ground floor out of 3 floors in total. I took an iron chair while I waited for her to run into my view to throw it at her. I threw it down but missed her by an inch. I was about to jump off the second floor of the school so that I can catch up to her. Long story short she apologize but I still got suspended for it even tho it wasn't my fault. Someone told her that I said something about her mother and her mother is dead. I told her I don't know what she talking bout which was the truth. I was pretty popular in my first highschool and In the second, still so but not as much. I used my attention to follow the wrongs paths. Next thing you know I was on an airplane heading to America after one last incident because a group of men would be riding around the house trying to kidnap me, to not talk. While everything was going on It was Carnival in my country. I basically didn't want to go back home because everyone has washed their hands on me. I stayed out on the streets parting and dancing on big music trucks while drinking. I ended up being caught by someone I knew. When I first got onto the truch no1 was behind it, a short while I had alot of people following me partying with me. I ended up being pulled off the truck by the cops like 3 days later. The sister of the lady that looked after me when I was younger was the police officer that found me. The cops was looking for me. She then told her brother to take me home and instead of thim taking me home, he brought me more liquor. I dranked more and kept parting. I was so drunk drinking liquor that is 99% alcohol. Shortly after he took me to some place and tried raping me. I fought him off, kicked his penis and then ran out of his view. He was in his mid 30's at that time. I then went and kept partying to hide the big mess of a life I had. I mean what else could I have done when everyone gaved up on me. No1 believed I could have changed or have a successful future. I did all the wrongs and those that did wrong, every1 blamed me for being the leader. As a kid the adults would say no1 told her to do that but she told everyone to do what they did. I came to America and now my old ways no longer serves me. I treat others the way I would like to be treated. I found courage by holding on to hope & faith that everything has to come to an end one day. I still carried over some of my old ways into the U.S but as I am older and wiser my old ways no longer served me, if people cannot understand my past there is no need for them to be apart of my future. I have decided a long time ago to be strong enough on my own for the ones that has it worst than me. To always be grateful for the little I do have for to someone else it is a lot. To teach myself what love is and to pass it on too my fellow creatures that does not know what it feels like to be loved. To choose love over hate. Together with our own unique stories we can stand up & change our future. To separate the good from the bad & multiply the good. We will break the curses of darkness and reclaim the light. We will follow our own paths too the road of awareness and win our world back from evil. We will survive because we made it our Destinies to. As one we will get the victory we deserve. We are almost there.... To our Destinies. The world would soon bow down at our foot, giving us the victory we deserve simple because we believed in something better. And that something better we too deserves to be apart of it simply by our will to change our outcomes.
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What connects the pains of labor childbirth to tzar’at/leprosy?
אתה חונן לאדם דעת ומלמד לאנוש בינה, חננו מאתך דעה בינה והשכל. ברוך אתה ה’, חונן הדעת.
The toldoth generations of Man compares the plagues which HaShem brought upon the hardened heart of Par’o and Egypt. Learning, whether Talmudic or T’NaCH, requires comparing similar cases. Oral Torah operates through the medium of Common Law. Common Law stands upon the יסוד of precedents. Herein explains the commentary made by the Baali Tosafot upon the whole of the Sha’s; it reflects how the Gemara learns every Mishna in the Talmud. Persons who study Talmud and fail to develop the logic required to compare Case studies of halacha, never learned how to learn Talmud.
Knowledge holds positive and negative aspects. When the sons of Shem first called upon HaShem, our sages learn that the sons of Shem called upon tuma avoda zara. Knowledge requires the understanding which can discern between like and like, between tohor and tuma. The exile of Adam HaReShon from the garden teaches a powerful mussar, a mussar יסודי. When Adam hid himself from the Spirit of HaShem due to his shame, this quality passed from generation to generation to generation to generation etc.
Plagues affected Par’o. Par’o trusted advisors declared these plagues “the finger of G-d”. Yet Par’o hitched his chariot and pursued after Moshe and Israel. And subsequently his entire army drowned in the Sea of Reeds. Par’o could not see “the finger of G-d” in his life! All the generations of Adam HaReShon, they too, blind to “the finger of G-d” in their lives. Hence the entire T’NaCH and Talmud spins around awareness of tohor and tuma spirits. All the translators of the Xtian Bible lacked this awareness; they translate tohor and tuma as clean and unclean — pure or impure. There theology of Creed and Dogmatism, belief replaced awareness of “the finger of G-d” in their lives.
Why does the Talmud emphasize observance of halacha? Not because halacha defines the Will of God. Rather the framers of the Talmud edited the Sha’s Bavli to teach mussar woven into the fabric of ritual halachic observances. All T’NaCH prophets command mussar. Mussar teaches “the finger of G-d” in our lives, the holy dedication unto HaShem to walk/אמת in tohor. The framers of the Talmud mixed halacha with aggadita with the k’vanna that a Yid observes halachic mitzvot to perceive “the finger of G-d” in their lives. Herein explains the entire Sha’s Bavli limited to a few paragraphs.
In a few hours Israel accepts the revelation of the Torah at Sinai. Herein explains the counting of the Omer – to remove avoda zara from the midst of Israel prior to receiving the Torah at Sinai, while breathing tohor spirits. The objections raised by Isaac Mayer Wise, one of the founders of the Reform abomination who declared halacha as antiquated, and unnecessary, and irrelevant stand, at least to my mind, totally refuted and completely false.
Development of tohor awareness learns from the contrast of tuma: the hardened heart of Par’o; blind to “the finger of G-d” in his life. All the toldoth generations of Adam HaReshon, lived their long lives completely unaware of “the finger of G-d” … the mussar of tohor, in their lives. Halachot serve as a fence around the Torah. Avodat HaShem requires tohora. Tohora, defined as the awareness of “the finger of G-d” within our lives.
The Irish, they serve as a specific example of the tuma mentality of all Europe. They condemn Israel for being the Jewish state. They demand the right of return apply to stateless Arab refugees of 1948! That pretty much sums up the regret of Europeans for Israel winning its national independence. The enemy of my people, Europe, desperately seeks to negate not just the ’67 miracle victory – which they euphemistically call ‘the 2 State solution, land for peace’ – but they seek to complete the Nazi ‘Final Solution’, or at least return Jews to our previous status as g’lut exiles: a People having no country of our own.
This current conflict, only on the surface pits Israelis against Balestinians – an imaginary people comparable to Jesus son of Zeus, an imaginary man. The Jewish state proves 2000 years of church propaganda as false narishkeit. As it stands today, with the Jewish state, the Xtian church stands disgraced by the Shoah and exile has turned the fallen church upon it’s head. The church moans for the 2nd coming of Jesus. That disgraced and exiled ‘religion of love’ has collapsed as the faith of hope, the salvation of fallen mankind, as previously understood based upon the New Testament Bible theology taught by the Apostle Paul. Herein explains the need among European governments to push for their 2 State solution, the extension of their previous ‘Final Solution’, which European governments either actively or passively imposed. The Jewish state exposes the guilt and barbaric true nature of Europe as a third rate inferior race among mankind.
השיבנו אבינו לתורתך, וקרבנו מלכנו לעבודלך, והחזירנו בתשובה שלמה לפניך. ברוך אתה ה’ הרוצה בתשובה.
The bait and switch of the curse of the אלהים upon Adam HaReshon occurs with the sign of the rainbow; HaShem ceases to curse mankind, but Noach imposes an eternal curse upon the seed of Ham who witnessed the ערוה tuma nakedness of his father. The language of ערוה implies sexual perversion such as incest or homosexuality. The language of ערוה defines the spirit of tuma within the heart of all mankind. The story of Yaacov wrestling with the Angel of Esau teaches the mussaar that Man as a species for ever struggles and contends with the tuma Yatzir. Esau hates Yaacov. The sages of Israel refer to Europe by the metaphor of Esau.
The Pesach story of the korban offered in Egypt explains the k’vanna of the High Holy Day of Yom Kippur. Par’o demanded that Israel offer a korban while in the land of Egypt. Moshe refused Par’o, saying ‘shall Israel publicly make a korban dedication before the eyes of the Egyptian people which they hold as an abomination? They would stone us! Yet the korban Pesach boldly public declares with blood painted upon the door posts of the houses of Israel, comparable to the existence of the State of Israel today in the eyes of Europe, and destruction came upon all Egypt!
The t’shuvah of the Cohen people for all eternity, do we reject the Will of the tuma Yatzir within our hearts. Herein defines the sealing of Yom HaDin upon the Brit, as expressed through the mitzva of Yom Kippur. The anointing of the House of Aaron as Moshiach, dedicated to do avodat HaShem while tohor. This moshiach dedication learns from the sanctification from tuma of the eish tzar’at, dedicated in the exact same way as Moshe dedicated the sons of Aaron as Moshiach. As tefilla stands in the place of korbanot, כלל ישראל bears the dedication to HaShem to walk in the path/אמת of tohor middot. This defining quality trait, the Torah calls avodat HaShem. From this Torah source the Gemara of Sanhedrin teaches that כלל ישראל, that we live as the Moshiach in all generations. The Midrash teaches a powerful mussar concerning the Moshiach; it employs the metaphor which describes the Moshiach as an eish tzar’at, a man afflicted with leprosy.
It is tied in saying that is how all things that we see as not Natural travel into this world. It was at first two topics but decided tie it into one… Will work on clearing it up. Thank you.
The Awakening State 
War as a trauma, defines the term T’shuva. טוב
What connects the pains of labor childbirth to tzar’at/leprosy?
אתה חונן לאדם דעת ומלמד לאנוש בינה, חננו מאתך דעה בינה והשכל. ברוך אתה ה’, חונן הדעת.
The toldoth generations of Man compares the plagues which HaShem brought upon the hardened heart of Par’o and Egypt. Learning, whether Talmudic or T’NaCH, requires comparing similar cases. Oral Torah operates through the medium of Common Law. Common Law stands upon the יסוד of precedents. Herein explains the commentary made by the Baali Tosafot upon the whole of the Sha’s; it reflects how the Gemara learns every Mishna in the Talmud. Persons who study Talmud and fail to develop the logic required to compare Case studies of halacha, never learned how to learn Talmud.
Knowledge holds positive and negative aspects. When the sons of Shem first called upon HaShem, our sages learn that the sons of Shem called upon tuma avoda zara. Knowledge requires the understanding which can discern between like and like, between tohor and tuma. The exile of Adam HaReShon from the garden teaches a powerful mussar, a mussar יסודי. When Adam hid himself from the Spirit of HaShem due to his shame, this quality passed from generation to generation to generation to generation etc.
Plagues affected Par’o. Par’o trusted advisors declared these plagues “the finger of G-d”. Yet Par’o hitched his chariot and pursued after Moshe and Israel. And subsequently his entire army drowned in the Sea of Reeds. Par’o could not see “the finger of G-d” in his life! All the generations of Adam HaReShon, they too, blind to “the finger of G-d” in their lives. Hence the entire T’NaCH and Talmud spins around awareness of tohor and tuma spirits. All the translators of the Xtian Bible lacked this awareness; they translate tohor and tuma as clean and unclean — pure or impure. There theology of Creed and Dogmatism, belief replaced awareness of “the finger of G-d” in their lives.
Why does the Talmud emphasize observance of halacha? Not because halacha defines the Will of God. Rather the framers of the Talmud edited the Sha’s Bavli to teach mussar woven into the fabric of ritual halachic observances. All T’NaCH prophets command mussar. Mussar teaches “the finger of G-d” in our lives, the holy dedication unto HaShem to walk/אמת in tohor. The framers of the Talmud mixed halacha with aggadita with the k’vanna that a Yid observes halachic mitzvot to perceive “the finger of G-d” in their lives. Herein explains the entire Sha’s Bavli limited to a few paragraphs.
In a few hours Israel accepts the revelation of the Torah at Sinai. Herein explains the counting of the Omer – to remove avoda zara from the midst of Israel prior to receiving the Torah at Sinai, while breathing tohor spirits. The objections raised by Isaac Mayer Wise, one of the founders of the Reform abomination who declared halacha as antiquated, and unnecessary, and irrelevant stand, at least to my mind, totally refuted and completely false.
Development of tohor awareness learns from the contrast of tuma: the hardened heart of Par’o; blind to “the finger of G-d” in his life. All the toldoth generations of Adam HaReshon, lived their long lives completely unaware of “the finger of G-d” … the mussar of tohor, in their lives. Halachot serve as a fence around the Torah. Avodat HaShem requires tohora. Tohora, defined as the awareness of “the finger of G-d” within our lives.
The Irish, they serve as a specific example of the tuma mentality of all Europe. They condemn Israel for being the Jewish state. They demand the right of return apply to stateless Arab refugees of 1948! That pretty much sums up the regret of Europeans for Israel winning its national independence. The enemy of my people, Europe, desperately seeks to negate not just the ’67 miracle victory – which they euphemistically call ‘the 2 State solution, land for peace’ – but they seek to complete the Nazi ‘Final Solution’, or at least return Jews to our previous status as g’lut exiles: a People having no country of our own.
This current conflict, only on the surface pits Israelis against Balestinians – an imaginary people comparable to Jesus son of Zeus, an imaginary man. The Jewish state proves 2000 years of church propaganda as false narishkeit. As it stands today, with the Jewish state, the Xtian church stands disgraced by the Shoah and exile has turned the fallen church upon it’s head. The church moans for the 2nd coming of Jesus. That disgraced and exiled ‘religion of love’ has collapsed as the faith of hope, the salvation of fallen mankind, as previously understood based upon the New Testament Bible theology taught by the Apostle Paul. Herein explains the need among European governments to push for their 2 State solution, the extension of their previous ‘Final Solution’, which European governments either actively or passively imposed. The Jewish state exposes the guilt and barbaric true nature of Europe as a third rate inferior race among mankind.
השיבנו אבינו לתורתך, וקרבנו מלכנו לעבודלך, והחזירנו בתשובה שלמה לפניך. ברוך אתה ה’ הרוצה בתשובה.
The bait and switch of the curse of the אלהים upon Adam HaReshon occurs with the sign of the rainbow; HaShem ceases to curse mankind, but Noach imposes an eternal curse upon the seed of Ham who witnessed the ערוה tuma nakedness of his father. The language of ערוה implies sexual perversion such as incest or homosexuality. The language of ערוה defines the spirit of tuma within the heart of all mankind. The story of Yaacov wrestling with the Angel of Esau teaches the mussaar that Man as a species for ever struggles and contends with the tuma Yatzir. Esau hates Yaacov. The sages of Israel refer to Europe by the metaphor of Esau.
The Pesach story of the korban offered in Egypt explains the k’vanna of the High Holy Day of Yom Kippur. Par’o demanded that Israel offer a korban while in the land of Egypt. Moshe refused Par’o, saying ‘shall Israel publicly make a korban dedication before the eyes of the Egyptian people which they hold as an abomination? They would stone us! Yet the korban Pesach boldly public declares with blood painted upon the door posts of the houses of Israel, comparable to the existence of the State of Israel today in the eyes of Europe, and destruction came upon all Egypt!
The t’shuvah of the Cohen people for all eternity, do we reject the Will of the tuma Yatzir within our hearts. Herein defines the sealing of Yom HaDin upon the Brit, as expressed through the mitzva of Yom Kippur. The anointing of the House of Aaron as Moshiach, dedicated to do avodat HaShem while tohor. This moshiach dedication learns from the sanctification from tuma of the eish tzar’at, dedicated in the exact same way as Moshe dedicated the sons of Aaron as Moshiach. As tefilla stands in the place of korbanot, כלל ישראל bears the dedication to HaShem to walk in the path/אמת of tohor middot. This defining quality trait, the Torah calls avodat HaShem. From this Torah source the Gemara of Sanhedrin teaches that כלל ישראל, that we live as the Moshiach in all generations. The Midrash teaches a powerful mussar concerning the Moshiach; it employs the metaphor which describes the Moshiach as an eish tzar’at, a man afflicted with leprosy.
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Using like and dark seem to be an interesting way to explain the concepts of open- mindedness and close-mindedness.
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It is tied in saying that is how all things that we see as not Natural travel into this world. It was at first two topics but decided tie it into one… Will work on clearing it up. Thank you.
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