As I sit here reading words that ring so right with me I am still afraid

What is it?
-old beliefs

none of the folklore makes sense to me

Yet the fear prevails

how can I not let go?
Why can I not let go?

Seeing truly that we are nothing but our beliefs

... I am missing something

Is it a belief

Yes
A belief of frailty

I can not seem to put out of my person that I would not have chosen my childhood?

only my perfection would choose that existence

And if it is not what I remember why would I remember it?

It makes sense the Christ
- but why the circle ness?

to create

and how does that create ?

energy

The ones that spoke to gods were speakers, teachers , mediums sensitive
What made them valid then was but the people's beliefs

If that is indeed the case then we truly are doomed

Or shifting-
To machine?
Or energy?

all are so entranced by the gruesomeness of it all
never the joy

We want to share bad

It is the energy that creates the chaos on a global scale

But how can we shift it?

by ignoring it

then fear
A trap?

if  the devil was indeed cast out of heaven my question is which one?

And has it just become a game of energy?

each feeding the same source?

yet we choose to feel and spread only chaos?

in fact then we are the  fodder for existence
or all that is

if it's all the same
why do we keep perpetuating it?

to create