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“When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.”
Dr Wayne Dyer
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Your absence torments my wake and affords my soul no rest, fear
now overshadows me as I experience loss of you and I be made familiar with pain of heart as you drift into infinity leaving
my presence and the temperature of your lips grows cold making the tears rolling down my cheeks turn to ice without you at
my side.
Russ 27th June 2010
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Every scientist on this planet knows you can’t
start with “E” as in
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Do
Angels Really Exist Here on Earth
It is true Angels do exist if you allow them into your life.
I had been told so, but harboured no belief
of such fairy tales which contradicted with my own mathematical beliefs
of our Universe and its
structure. Yet a witness I have been to a science previously denied by logic. There is yet much
for
man to learn of our Universe and it’s still hidden secrets, the powers that exist still remain aloof to
mortal man's limited mind. He does however posses a gift that will be his saviour in his final hour of
despair
and reach out to save him. It will be the hand of Hope.
I
have felt this hand reach down and clasp my wrist, when my eyes have been closed to save me
from my untimely death bringing
me back to consciousness, to open my eyes and find myself
resting in the arms of an Angel. So yes I have been witness
to something I never before had belief in.
This story is true. Russ
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A Drunken
Man in an Oldmobile
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere,
The sirens screamed out eulogies,
For death was in the air.
A
mother, trapped inside her car,
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
Oh, God, please spare my boys!
She fought to loose her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.
Her
frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children's seats crushed in.
Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
She did not hear them cry,
And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
Oh, God, don't let them die!
Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found there in no little boys,
But the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was traveling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
Please help me find my boys!
They're four years old and
wear blue shirts;
Their jeans
are blue to match.
One cop spoke up, They're in my car,
And they don't have a scratch.
They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.
I've searched the area high and low,
But I can't find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess,
and that is very bad.
The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he's been dead a year.
The cop just looked confused
and asked,
Now, how
can that be true?
The boys
said, Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you.
He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car
withThe pretty, flashing light.
We wanted him to stay
with us,
Because
we miss him so.
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
And said he had to go.
He said someday we'd understand
And told us not to fuss,
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He's
watching over us.
The mother knew without a doubt
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad's last words,
I will watch over you.
The firemen's notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.
But on the cop's report was scribed,
In print so very fine,
An angel walked the beat tonight
on
Highway 109.
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A Cloister
of Retreat or Hell?
Sitting in my cloister buried deep in the caverns
of our Universe hidden from sun light and warmth. All life passing by in ignorance, as if I had ceased to exist and had no
awareness of my presence. Tis at this time to be my preference no one should pass close enough to sense my being. I turn my
head to shield my eyes so they may not see into my soul if they pass close by.
This is a place of solitude, where
my heart beats only once every hundred years barely sustaining life. Where memories linger, my blood runs cold and I have
no feeling in my fingertips. My skin has turned dark grey, looking into a pool of ice water I do not recognise the figure
reflected back at me. How could I have lost so much in the blink of an eye?
The fortunes of man are fickle; his
delusions of himself are as transparent as glass. When he stands before his creator he is reduced to a speck of dust. His
stupidity astounds the Universe he dwells in. At his final hour he turns to view himself in the Majestic Mirror of eternal
life, raising his eyes and glancing up expecting to see himself he is overwhelmed by all the magnificent glory reflecting
from the mirror but he is not there.
Russ
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My tomb will be my bridal coach. My final surrender
and place of rest.
I ascend the blood stained seat, the thrown of mortal combat of mans struggle to reach a higher
plane. His futile illusions paraded before him as visions of glory in his mind are drafted in the site of thee. I am compelled
to suffer no other illusions than of thee for thou art the pinnacle of mans existence upon this earth, I do pledge to thee.
Take me, take my body and soul and do thou what thou wilt with me to serve common man, to serve my brother.
Russ
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I confess to thee, for me being a rare beast
that roams the surface of this earth in search of a place to rest my head. Where I may close my eyes and feel safe from all
harm and human torment. And in search of deep rest. Thoughts that I have borne on my shoulders for an eternity now weigh me
down. Rest, just to rest is now what I feel and desire above all else in my heart and soul. Yet my crimes continue to walk
in my shadow and plague me, holding me ransom to a past life and bad behaviour. I am held a prisoner for all eternity by my
past actions.
Set me free, I beg thee for I am now ready to comply too thy
Will and never again allow
myself to drift in thought and commit fault. I am thy servant. Thou dust already know me
to be sincere in my word. Keep me at your distance no longer for I have surrendered to all, your terms are without question,
acceptable to me.
Hand me the quill and parchment
so I may apply my signature to your demands and
confirm my agreement without reservation. Note this be my surrender
before the entire
Universe. Lord accept my word, as I give myself to thee, or forever cast me out.
Russ
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In the beginning before there was anything.
When only nothing existed,
How do you think of nothing when thinking in terms of the Universe and infinity?
Careful now, because if you are inclined to visualise the immense expanse of an empty Universe, then you are visualising
the existence of something, all be it empty, an empty shell.
I am visualising nothing before the existence of an empty Universe, because when the existence of the Universe came into
existence, then with it time and distance existed although the units of measurement did not exist. Quite simply nothing existed
before there was nothing.
It is my belief that
during this state where nothing existed. A build up of electrostatic energy began to formulate and with it, impurities created
a capacitance that influenced high voltage inductance where unimaginable energies where discharged across distances that previously
did not exist.
I am of cause speaking of the Arc of the beginning of our Universe. The first electrical discharge
ever created, The beginning of time, as we know it. Arcing and discharging and leaving deposits of carbon waist particles.
In a void that previously did not exist.
These
minute particles would after millions of years become major players in the building of
planets and our Universe that
we know today. They grew in mass, gaining velocity and density, till these minute particles became large rocks and then intern
became Planets, Stars and Suns.
None of this could
have worked without gravity, so where did gravity come from. It had to be the influence of a particle passing in proximity
to another particle at high velocity and causing a diffraction of its timed baseline, the discrepancy generated by its deviation
in time and distance equals its gravitational weight. Or to speak more plain "differential Defraction"
Hense we now have a formular for measurement of "Gravity"
We now have the start of our Universe.
Russ
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A lost soul drifting at the mercy of the winds
of time. A mere speck of dust in the Universe sucked and blown by the whim of unimaginable gravitational forces that render
me defenceless. I am compelled to recognise there is indeed a grater force than I. A force I have no influence over but rather
to the contrary it does indeed have power over me.
My
delusions have long left me. I am now without pride, I am now without worth, I am now
without possessions, I am now
without my delusions of my former self. I am now without rank. I am now a mere grain of sand in this enormous Universe that
expands for all eternity without end.
This is
my true Glory, to be part of all this, to be part of all this magnitude that will continue on for ever, without end. To just
be part of something that has no end is a very powerful thought even for a mere speck of dust without which this Universe
would not be complete.
Russ
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| I wait for thee at the gates of Paradise |
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| Should you come with another you will not see me. "Russ 2007" |
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I was walking in the wilderness of time, without
conscious awareness. I tripped and
fell into a crevasse. I had no way of knowing its depth. Nor did I know this was
my
fall from grace. I commenced to slide down its rough granite sloping surface. Fear
at this time was not present
in my mind because I always believed I would be safe
in any environment, I had no fear of anything this world could
bestow upon me. I
was soon to become face to face with a demon never before witnessed by my eyes. I
could never
have contemplated its horror. For the very first time I began to
experience what I believed to be fear. I curled my
talons and driven by fear dug
them deep into the granite surface attempting to Holt my demise. Yet still I had no
idea what was happening to me.
Confused and
suffering from Hallucinations of how this began, I was unable to
recapture the start of the events in my mind. Feeling
lost and detached from the
world I had just fallen from, I was experiencing confusion. This for me was
unfamiliar
territory. I no longer felt safe and had experienced fear for which I was
not accustomed to. Daring to open my eyes
and with some fear I tightened my grip
on the hard granite surface which was now all there was between me and my
Redemption. One more slip and I would be vanished for all eternity, never to be
heard of again. I gazed around although
limited by my unstable grip, I was hopeful
of seeing something that would extend hope to me. With intense expectations
I
continued to glance around. My fear increased as my demise became more obvious
to me.
I closed my eyes believing this was indeed my end, all that remained now
was for
me to let go. Feeling an over whelming personal experience that, this was indeed
my destiny and I could
do nothing to change it, acceptance was all that remained. I
opened my mind and my heart to accept everything that I
was about to be
confronted with. Surrendering with total absolution, I felt an overwhelming release
from all pain
and suffering rush from my soul, all fear left me. I had only one
remaining thought “let go” and be willing
to accept all that was now about to
confront me.
Uncurling
my talons and releasing grip on all previous beliefs, placing faith in
destiny and surrendering to everything, I awoke
on the surface of Earth and felt the
Suns rays warming my cold body. Russ
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Sabre of Revenge
The Sabre of revenge is a double edged sword
it cuts its master as well as its victim
both may
die from their UN healing wounds.
Russ
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Place Me on Thy Hand
 Take me now and place me on thy hand before blowing
me away into infinity. My
body of powdered ash and dust is so light you scatter me in all directions of thy
Universe
and leave no part of me whole.
Each
grain of me settles onto its new resting place in all corners of Heaven, to make
a home so the unity of our Universe
shall come closer to completeness. Each grain
of me will carry thy name because it was from the Father I came billions
of years
ago before the existence of Earth or any part of the Universe.
Where ever I land and no matter how far in distance, I know I will lie alongside my
brother when I come to rest.
My fear is my brother will not look the same as me
and will not recognise me. This is how it has always been from the
beginning of
time. Brother not recognising his brother.
Was this a flaw in thy Majestic Design or was man intended to find his own answers to this?
If it be
so, then it is man who has failed and must now search for the answer,
lest he should turn and slay his brother without
knowing him.
If this be man's fate, what will remain of his soul when his ashes are spread?
His ignorance shall be his shame that will leave no honour on his Tomb
Stone.
Russ
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I
was cast out and died a thousand deaths every night and every morning, I awoke to live and feel the pain of those deaths.
The forces in this Universe give no quarter in the sight of mortal man. Pathetic and miniscule is he in the face of infinity
and force, that our tiny minds cannot comprehend it being so vast. My pain is of my own making and stupidity I fell victim to our society.
A society that has forgotten to value others and in doing so became “self” in my head, I only saw me and from
that pinnacle in my mind, I judged and ruled my life sharing a belief as most mortals do “I am right” This perspective
is very dangerous at best and at its worst can be very destructive. Fortune does favour a prepared mind; bad luck is the product
of an ill conceived mind. Only the pride of man does make the Gods weep in the site of such awesome deliverance, so pathetic is man’s
pride he does give shame to the name of himself. Thy lowliness compares only to thy stupidity. This has become the grace of
man and how low it be so. Man’s ignorance drives him to make war against his brothers on a Global scale driven by greed and religious
beliefs. On a more personal scale he makes enemies of those closest to him, falling out with neighbour and even family. How
did we ever become reduced to this? Is there a way back for man to rescue himself? I believe there is but it will take generations
to filter through and brush aside the harmful prejudice conceived in man’s mind. Education may be a starting point,
but man’s learning is also influenced by his peers and it is here that mankind faces his biggest challenge. After I have slain
my brother and taken his coat what remains for my soul? The chilled winds will perish me from the soul outwards. I will suffer
A Thousand Deaths. Russ
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