Author’s Note
“When the observable universe was born, there was a shuddering sound of timelessness bursting from the corner of the cosmos until the algorithmic sound of silence took over, revealing how the distinctive sound of the truth unfolds its formidable presence, how the tiny infinities of reality swing between space and time, how the cycle of life and death gives value and meaning to human existence, how noble ideas and creative concepts incarnate and traverse in three-dimensional realms, where beauty and tragedy fuse and transform to become transcendent infinities”
― Danny Castillones Sillada
Reflections
There are sounds in the silence if we will just listen.
Mother Earth is precious, we need to be aware of the sounds she utters as we continue to ravage her beauty. In each of us resonates the sound of life humming through the DNA strands of each cell of our bodies.
Oh, if we would just listen. We would hear the voice of our creator God, pleading with us to love one another, to stop the hate and rancor against each other and every living thing He has created.
We were created to be harmonious with every other living thing. When we do this, we are in the presence of the creator and become one with Him.
Oh, help us to understand this before it is too late! Help us to love one another and only then will we be able to understand the true meaning of life…only then will we be integrated into the water of life, the universality of existence.
If you will listen closely, Mother Earth, our creator God, will call you back to her loving bosom. We will then go back to the watery truth of the universe, where we will again be nurtured, protected, and truly loved. We will no longer suffer but will instead be a part of God’s overpowering and radiant love.
Our spirit will be one with His spirit, existing in the watery universe where angels worship and sings songs of adulation to their creator God. Hallelujah, praise our creator God, who loves us despite our sometimes-loathsome thoughts and actions. Help us our God, for we no not what we do!
Silent Prayer
Creator God, help us listen for you in the silence!
Music
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=93wGaGFUnTs
Special Lyrics
Nahko And Medicine For The People - Love Letters to God
{Verse 1}Give, always give what you canEven if your allies draw lines in the sandAnd dig, always dig a little deeperSometimes it’s hard to be my brother’s keeperLove. So you let love inBaby, I am home in the wake of your skin, and it’s crazyHow we wear our ceremonyAlways be open to your path and your journeyYes, she cradles my lonelinessA home that I forage, nestUniversal test, feel the weight of my lovePut your hand on my chestAnd rest, in the cradle of my armsThe battle that we face is the place where our scars come fromAnd to pick up the gunMy love, we are destined to teach these ones to be braveAnd never run awayCourage is birthed from the womb on the first light of dayYeah, the day you were born, you came out perfectNever meant to be tornIn silence, never been so loud in the violenceNever been so proud of a peopleWhen we’re fighting for a changeNot afraid to lose it all despite all the rageWe are animalsAnd we cannot be cagedProvoke us to fightSo we burn a little sage and write poetryWiser than the enemy will ever beThe minorityAnd authorityAre you here to protect or arrest me?I can’t tolerate the hate, and I'm losing sleepCan’t breathe, cause they’re choking out a war in meImmorality{Chorus}Love letters to GodWonder if she reads them or if they get lostIn the stars, the stars, in the starsSo many parts to a heavy heartIf there’s no beginning, then where would you start?Start, start, where would you start?{Verse 2}Human souls, so we carve 'em into story Totem polesBecause we’re always searching for a certain goalA pattern of physics, a roleDon’t believe all you’re toldAnd openOpen up your fistA misconception, you can fight like thisIn praise, with the power of prayerIf God’s on our side, we can take the stairsTo the heavensFlipping through my chapter sevenI live with the snakes in the great deceptionNo court, in this country for menWho steal from their mother on paper with penAnd we’re trippingDown a red dirt roadAnd we’re askingIs this the way we should go?Kissing, soft top feet of my goddessWe walk the earth, baby, yeah we got thisFocus, and it’s redirectedGrateful, and I’m resurrectedStubborn, but I know the wayYou’re the skin of my drumTo your rhythm I will swayTake my handI won’t lead you astrayWe will not go gently into the darkest of daysGrandma’s here, and she says persevereTake a walk in her moccs, taste the trail of tearsAnd our fears, are the same as they ever wereBeers, numb the pain of a holocaustGears, always mobbing in motionMaybe, baby, be an island or an oceanYour arches, how they bend and contract on my conscienceNever slipped through the grip of my thesisAnd my theory is I shine in your presenceA deliverance{Chorus}Love letters to GodWonder if she reads them or if they get lostIn the stars, the stars, in the starsSo many parts to a heavy heartIf there’s no beginning, then where would you start?Start, start, where would you start?
Barry
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