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The adventure of a Life Time
Where are all our Treasunownres?
Whence we travel Heavenward
Where their worth is now known

And all  our yesterdays Shall begin
.....I pra place the Lord my Soul to take.  Not knowing evil
The victory won.  Peace aplenty Great our Love Is now
And Forever.  I am  happy child in my Father's Place
Mercy Mercy Forget my grossness


Let me forget my grossness/ Let me
Forget your grossness.  Let us be Who
We really are Let us learn mercy .....
I watch a stream it flows away from me
In a  little ways further down stream I
See the forest is bright in a a bright
Green Luminescence like a promise
But I do not wish to be There.  It is
So beautiful seeing it  where I am
The stars in the sky..So High.  
So far away.  Singing  Singing
About my life up in Heaven
Sing about my life way down
Here.  Angels Singing about
My life way down here.

Unknown my life and all
It's history  made grande
Things I have done. Things
Have happened to me, An
Imperfect life Fill of broken
Things and the Angels sing
About my life remembered












unknown ***** remembered me
It's only a thought of mind
That you remember but
The thought of youth are
Long long thoughts as a
Friend of mine said and
If All of our memories are
Only a thought of mind
The seem to be long long
Thoughts.  All of our time
From birth to death all in a
Second.  But how do we...?

And if we don' know How can
We Judge?  Was it not Jesus Who
Said:  All righteousness is like
Filthy rags.  Let us be kind to
One another.  Fear the Lord
Know that only by Love are
We saved when we knew Not
To love Him and One Another
As Winston Churchill once said
I paraphrase: "I once saw the
Beginning and the End; They

Were both simultaneous and
At the different times  It was
Wondrous and beyond anything
I  had known before  and yet had
Always known. But it was after
A after a lovely meal-and  though
I said I must tell the world I forgot
The words ; and soon what  it was
I understood."  And for other reasons
Too I write when I can not but do so

Before I  forget. Does it really matter?
Perhaps it is better to forget like the
Great man did-and let all things be
Made a new that must be only now


As my old Friend Charlie used to
Say:" It is only a thought of mind"
meaning you an I and the Universe
All and nothing. and as Mark Twain
said in The Mysterious Stranger:
"Let me dream a better dream..."
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