Thursday, 07 April 2011

• Walls

   

  

     Sometimes I love my walls. That is, when I have the luxury of walls, and a door, to close the world out. Time alone, time that is safe and protected. Time when the neighbors don't creak the floor above me, beauty - time to explore.

        I love the world, I love my knowledge of God, He is indeed great. I hurt when the things that naturally evolved over millions of years - are destroyed. It makes me sad and crazy, so I prefer my room and solitude sometimes.

   I see the incredible craftsmanship - billions upon trillions of concrete variables interwoven with time, gravity, and space create things like the Grand Canyon, and the beautiful Oak trees in my hometown. Everything alive is an expression of it's equation. There are so many variables that each and every insect, every grain of sand - is unique. Everything, everything is beautiful beyond words to me when I am in a good place because I can see the equations stretching out before me like rain running down a window. God knew all along, how each and every variable would come together to be me.

       I am the expression of my equation. I am broken, I have autism.

        The magic is when all the inanimate variables come together to create life. Life is a unique equation, millions of gene combinations influenced by the set and setting of each instance combined with time. There are added variables that emanate from the living being itself. Chemicals in the brain create emotion, instinctual drives coupled with intellect, the power to choose and think - shaping the equation further. Outside influences of other people, each a unique equation, further shaping the life of every being they contact. Individual memories constantly forming the references for the experience of life itself.

        Explore life beyond material gain, value what untouched parts of the planet still exist, there is no religion - only God's creation all around you, endless volumes of information and the art of God - all free to enhance your being - until it is destroyed for a parking lot.

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