Dreamy's Beau

[IA56]

Hi Tim,
To #79 your answere was hurtful to me, I just seeked contact to you...
To "81 I just wanted to show you that I had found the Writings of Thomas gospel and the 114 was the last one in what I did found to be Thomas gospel.
Nothing more, sorry for bothering you.

Love
ia

[Timothy]

Hi Tim,
To #79 your answere was hurtful to me, I just seeked contact to you...
To "81 I just wanted to show you that I had found the Writings of Thomas gospel and the 114 was the last one in what I did found to be Thomas gospel.
Nothing more, sorry for bothering you.

Love
ia

Your apology is accepted. Though I can only say, that your imaginings/assumptions founding your apology are as vague as are your previous replies also having had little or nothing more to go on ... leading up to your above unnecessary apology.

As I do recall, that over the years we have been unnecessarily delivered right here before. Based upon that too, like I previously stated, I accept your current apology along with your delivery requirement to have once again "pointedly" apologized.

I do understand from my own unique body of hurt, that one is hard tasked to freely experience through the necessity of practiced detachment from one's predispositional body of hurt within a text bound social format. Otherwise we are quickly delivered to within a pointing "you're "it"" game of tag.

Unbotherably,

Tim ... Neither I nor You are "it".

[IA56]

Your apology is accepted. Though I can only say, that your imaginings/assumptions founding your apology are as vague as are your previous replies also having had little or nothing more to go on ... leading up to your above unnecessary apology.

As I do recall, that over the years we have been unnecessarily delivered right here before. Based upon that too, like I previously stated, I accept your current apology along with your delivery requirement to have once again apologized.

I do understand from my own unique body of hurt, that one is hard tasked to freely experience through the necessity of practiced detachment from one's predispositional body of hurt within a text bound social format. Otherwise we quickly deliver ourselves to a "you're "it"" game of tag.

Unbotherably,

Tim

Tim,
Do you know from or to what level your answere are delivered??

I have this problem what do make me frustrated often and it leads me to become mute, and when it happens mostly I do not respond and if I respond it will be like the last dialog....and the many question is raised inside of me...why did I ask....was it to have contact only....or did I hope my energy will be read and I will be provided with an answere what I lack about me or do I hope to be able to read the energy what is coming towards me what the sender do not know...as you can see how tangeled the wires are....so what can I do more than appologize for me not understanding me how can I ask others to understand me?? Is it even doable??

Love
ia

[Timothy]

Thing is IA, I do understand. You neither have been nor are you of any bother at all.

What I write in here, being acutely human, comes from Me.

We all got our hurt, and in that common truth is our empathically borne mutual sorrow that may to our joy override what one persons hurt (even our own) out-seeking sympathizers and/or scape goats...may again hurts give way to.

Most of what we do is unawares to us, of innocense, yet out-delivering would seem as if "it" is purposefully driven.

I believe in Us, and not what behind any of Us would on the most obvious out-set seem to be. Us is, even we are, Wholly Capable. Ekyeh Mah Ekyeh

What is God is face to face with Us first...being very Us if we will. Then and only then ... upon Our own given willingness ... may God through Us ... clearly be seen as Us being our very true Selves ... one another's given to be for one another... once and for all. Mercy Peace Love

You don't have to share with me your personal struggles here in the open. It's all good, we are good.

Is "it" Do-Able? I suggest that each in every of One is absolutely Be-Abled. From THAT...What on Earth being willfully withdrawn and/or withheld...Keeps Us everybit as the Sum..."undone". This, even as All IN ALL ... as it is ... was, is and ever shall be ... FINISHED. Matt. 5:18 ; John 5:5-9

Just as Y'hez'qel (Ha'Zaq-El) beyond seeing ... saw the "It is finished" Third Temple. John 19:28-30

Law(LoveXLight) = The Whole = One Body Of

[Timothy]

Syriac ... Three Psalms of David

A Thanksgiving of David

1. I was the youngest among my brethren, and a youth in my father's house.
2. I used to feed my father's flock, and I found a lion and a wolf, and slew them and rent them.
3. My hands made an organ, and my fingers fashioned a harp.
4. Who will show me my Lord? He, my Lord, is become my God.
5. He sent his angel and took me away from my father's flock, and anointed me with the oil of anointing.
6. My brethren, the fair and the tall, in them the Lord had no pleasure.
7.And I went forth to meet the Philistine and he cursed me by his idols.
8. But I drew his sword and cut off his head, and took away the reproach from the children of Yisrael.

Amen.

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David contending with the lion and the wolf which took a sheep from his father's flock.

1. O God, O God, come to my aid; help Thou me and save me; and deliver Thou my soul from the slayer.
2. Shall I go down to Sheol by the mouth of the lion? or shall the wolf confound me?
3. Was it not enough for them that they lay in wait for my father's flock, and rent in pieces a sheep of my father's drove, but they were wishing also to destroy my soul.
4. Have pity, O Lord, and save Thy Holy one from destruction; that he may rehearse Thy glories in all his times, and may praise Thy great name.
5. When Thou hast delivered him from the hands of the destroying lion and of the ravening wolf, and when Thou hast recovered my captivity from the hands of the wild beasts.
6. Quickly, O my Lord (Adonia), send from before Thee a deliverer, and draw me out of the gaping pit, which imprisons me in its depths.

Amen.

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David returning thanks to God, who had delivered him from the lion and the wolf and he had slain both of them.

1. Praise the Lord, all ye nations; glorify Him, and bless His name:
2. Who rescued the soul of His elect from the hands of death, and delivered His holy one from destruction:
3. And saved me from the nets of Sheol, and my soul from the pit that cannot be fathomed.
4. Because; ere my deliverance could go forth from before Him, I was well nigh rent in two pieces by the two wild beasts.
5. But He sent His angel, and shut up from me the gaping mouths, and rescued my life from destruction.
6. My soul shall glorify Him and exalt Him, because of all His kindnesses which He hath done and will do unto me.

Amen.

[Timothy]

I Copper That Bearing With Me

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[Timothy]

WTF...

WHISKEY
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FOXTROT

It takes Two to Tango. Ain't no "split the difference" in That. It's either ALL IN or "It" Ain'T. Even @ That..."if" 30|6+4|60 is What "it" is ... it's Still ALL IN.

Less (30) is More as the greater share (6) within Mildness (|6+4|).

Tradition would have "it" @ Mom's 1-13 (et)and then Dad's. Mildness greatly begins or Mildness won't Be. Not can't, but "won't".

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Current Emptiness

Get up and go...
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...got up and went.

Primed for the pumpin'...

Wo|f|oW

[Timothy]

Later

[Timothy]

Same ole same ole, big circles and tighter circles scripting out. At this point it's arrogance...cuz I ain't stupid...haven't been all along...I'm just patient. Breaks my heart though, and it's meant to.

They can kill me, but they can't keep me dead.

[Timothy]

This morning as I've sat here my every system numbed, I see that I've come into this August 3rd just as I had done 5 years ago.

There are things (experiences) that you can't know until they've touched your life. You can hear or read about them...imagine to know, but I assure you...that in being touched and having been touched...looking at the passing...then you know. But it's not the same kind of "know" that one would usually associate knowing with. I surmise that a Mother knows this kind of know that I'm talkin about.

I am upon the foundation whereupon my constructive world is completely gone missing as if it were never there at all, but to now be memories that no matter how pleasant in their making...now sting...such that I cannot bear feeling any memory.

This is not anguish, this is loss to the utter most. Like maybe saying that what 5 years ago anguish had led to ...now 5 years later...loss leads from.

I ask, is what I'd been given... now ...taken away?

If so, what and who am I... now ...given that I shall be?

Like a pillow case, that for a while my pillow were within; whereas now the case has become inside out, but where is the pillow that were within the case. Were the pillow not mine after all?

I am seeing how many times...after our climactic event of making love, I completely spent out...collapsed into your arms, my head upon your chested heart pounding, your legs wrapped around me as tightly as were your arms. My heaven on earth...my safest of place...my very home wrapped around me, your heart my homing sound. (Edit: changed her to your)

To what am I now to be, without you who knew me?

For look upon what now I know my lover, at loss of you, and who all along I with you given...felt to be, feeling to know moreso than ever...even now you I feel for ever.