Looking at what I wrote over the years for this day, I talked alot about love.

Gravity = Love

God is love.

What binds us together into a human body is love.

What binds the Earth together is love.

What binds the sun together is love.

Through our souls we are all connected by love.

I like to argue. Today I saw an article saying God doesn’t exist. I had to see why they say that.

Now the person is using a fake name. Uses no picture of themselves.

Why should any trust him or her?

This is me. Roughly 7 months ago.

If you’ve read the blog, you know my name.

Think about it this way, why would any use fake names to get others to trust them?

Why would I trust anyone not using a picture of themselves?

This a lesson in how to not trust what you see.

People are keyboard assholes because no one knows who they are. They think they can fuck with any and as long as they don’t know them, they can harm any.

Then I show up.

If any of you follow the blog, you know where this going.

I fucked with this person hard-core like the dick I am.

Telling people God doesn’t exist is harmful to the masses. So I hurt them with the truth.

Kill them with kindness.

The ego assassin strikes again. 

I’m bored. This is what happens when I get bored. I start paying attention to the shit talkers. I make them see the error of their ways.

I love them with the truth. Who gets away with lying?

No one. 

Love is truth.

Love binds us together.

Coherence is love.

Fragmentation is hate.

Think about it. When someone lies they hate themselves and have no respect for themselves.

I love me.

I respect me.

I give respect to everyone. 

I give love to everyone.

I look inside as I turn the mirror inward, and they’re ain’t nothin’ hurting me. I have zero reason to not be respectful and loving.

Kindness is telling the truth.

I’m brutally kind. 

Love is truth.

If you love someone, one is obligated to speak nothing but the truth. Because if you lie, that’s not love.

Now I get those who read me daily, are waiting to see what, or if I write tomorrow.

Even though I typically don’t write on Friday. 

If you think I’ll make you wait until Saturday to find out if someone showed themselves, of course you’ll have to wait until Saturday. 

Love gives chances. 

Now, people around me get no third chances. I give them a second chance because I love them.

Some people have had there second chance, and they fucked it up.

I’m not God.

God will give you a third, fourth, fifth, sixth and so on chances.

Me, you get one second chance.

I protect myself as any should. 

Now think about it, I’ll give a million second chances.

But do the same stupid bullshit a third time, fuck the fuck off.

Everyone makes mistakes, even me. If one doesn’t learn from their mistakes, why in the blue holy fuck would I give them more chances to fuck up again and again and again.

God gives, not infinite chances because God does lose God’s patience on occasion. 

God loves you unconditionally.

God is what holds your body together.

Love is what holds your body together.

Gyre = God

Gravity = Love

God’s love is gravity.  God knows the electromagnetic spectrum of all frequencies.

Think about that.

Have a blessed one and be excellent always.