My god’s not scary, doesn’t hang out
in churches or live in heaven.
He’s neither he nor she, never had
any kids, and doesn’t hold grudges.
She doesn’t keep a list of who’s
been naughty or nice, has never
been on anybody’s side,
and doesn’t grant exclusives.
I call it “The Universe.” It’s out there.
I can see, hear, feel, smell, taste,
intuit, as well as experience it in
ways I don’t need words for.
It is as endless as knowledge,
as old as time, as big as space.
Coincidences occur. They have
purpose but are unplanned. Like
dreams, they imply what we infer.
Rational wisdom is important.
Intuitive action essential.
Friends are those whose inconsistencies
we can overlook. Enemies are people
whose contradictions we will not tolerate.
Change is scary. Fear hurts.
I am here to know, love and serve my
fellow beings and to be happy with them
on earth. Because that’s all we got.
People who enjoy what they do are richer
than those who make more money.
If it’s fun, let’s do it.
If it’s not, let’s stop.
Magic happens. If you believe in it,
it works. Intention determines morality.
Love is possible, but it needs work.
These are my truths. No one else need
own them. They are obvious to me,
and I don’t see why they’re not
to you, too. But it’s okay.
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