The antecedent of a conditional statement.
Who is this that obscures my plans with words without knowledge?
The statement suddenly feels more personal to me, as I begin to realize the state of our reality.
I have some conditional statements of my own, some theories I’m curious about testing.
So, here goes everything, at the cost of nothing I will utter my end goals for the divine to invest in.
and boldly I will pursue whatever comes to me brightly, assuming the answer will come while I’m playing,
as always, dancing along my way as paradise unfolds around me.
#1. I wonder what life might be like without limitations. How wonderful to have every beautiful scene playing in symphony as the world dances in around me.
#2. I wonder how wonderful it would be to have endless playmates with new eyesight like mine. Sick individuals like me, made well who understand the meaning of having a renewed mind.
The treasure buried, mine to find.
#3. I wonder what could make me laugh in the darkest moments. What mental image could possibly bring me to joyful tears of laughter to baffle whatever devil is wrestling as I toss it off my balcony? What would this wildcard look like? Might I have it right away? Be the endless quiver of fiery arrows at my disposal all opposition runs for its life, purging themselves from me. What kind of being could face them laughing? I want to be that guy, so, how might this happen?
I blow these questions into the wind, playfully awaiting Wisdoms’ whisper back to me.