Perhaps rapture and various apocalypses are just harvest time of the gods.
If this is the case I have no plans on being as wheat to be made into Wheaties for some deity breakfast treat, thank you very much. (Besides you are what you eat, and Wheaties are pretty much junk) It makes you wonder about the quality of the next apocalyptical harvest? I wouldn’t doubt the next apocalypse gets canceled just because of a poor harvest…
I just astral projected up to the 5th heaven to check the latest forecast sheets: Here is what was posted today
Sorry, 2012 fans, the apocalypse has been called off due to bad spiritual conditions!
- Chance of apocalypse nil,
- rain 60%
- New World Religion prophet 35%
- Awakening of Cthulhu 1%
- The next coming of Christ 1%
- Ishtar Re-rising 2%
- Same old, Same old 137%
Lets put forth some alternative ways to look at a religious apocalypse.
All in all 2012 is a joke, I plan on enjoying my time as others cut short their world views and life to being cut down to other being’s apocalypses.
Seriously think about it, how silly is it to live to doom, when you have your whole life ahead of you to make great.
Learn a lesson from Taoism, begin to live to your potential and always make life something wonderful to live…
- Apocalypses are only for those who have no potential left in their life and want to cut short their life. This is very very sad.
I teach lessons how to live to potential to anyone who cares to jump out of the next apocalypse.
To those tired of following the doom and gloom bandwagons but unsure of how to change:
Please give a call 🙂 I am happy to teach how to live gracefully and to full potential.
I was driving into an amazing morning sky. Unnamable morning colors ablaze in the heavens.
Looking to the skies, expectant to open, as if a host of angels were ready to come down. Why not? In living, we see the wonder of life, and it’s amazing to be alive. So it feels upon connection to wholeness, to the universe: it should be followed by a chorus of angels. And yet here alone to the sky feeling glory and wonder, but no angels.
Alone but not on my own.
Ready to tackle a world without angels, because I already know to be an angel is to help and not reveal. Releasing wings in mind, just being human, just another story. Being ready for the day is enough.
It doesn’t take much to change the way the world appears to us, and it takes even less effort to change how we approach the world.
Days like this reveal the entrance to mythical times, but it isn’t an exit ramp. The visions of the sublime do help keep the daylight and motion ahead will wind around the challenges to come.
The skies may not open up, but I will open to the skies. The chorus of angels is really how my own heart sings back out.
Sadly all too many people push real rapture into being all about endings rather than living.