Random Flow Space...

[Ariaecheflame]

I thought that this photo was pretty cool, it is the recent floods, a relief from the bush fires.
This kid is floating around on a boogey board... Which is what we used to do as kids for fun... Back before the police told ya not to!

Later edit: some of the roads got cut off during the week of rain. The rivers usually have time to go down so the roads only flood for an hour or two before you can get through again. This week of flooding altered the usual flow of pretty much every person and establishment in flood areas. The rivers didn't have time to go down so their was more water on the roads then usual. So lots of workers missed work and kids missed school and the economy slowed down a bit. It was kind of interesting to be a part of in a weird and curious way lol!

[Nowayout]

That was going to be my next prophecy, floods.

But baning Boogey boards, that's just stupid.

Jus watched https://www.netflix.com/watch/810601...62927076%2C%2C

It was good, I knew it all along.

[Ariaecheflame]

I have something of my own to say about prophets and prophecizing. However it's spelled lol!
I've been traumatised by prophets all my life. All fear, no light, no empowerment, no encouragement, creaulty and fear.
What are the prophets hiding behind their stories? That's a rhetorical question. I have my own answers.
Everybody was expecting floods.... Floods used to be normal. Boogey boards... They ain't going anywhere haha. Christmas gifts ensure boogey body boards for all children each year... Gotta love it.

[Nowayout]

Prophetecizing??? and all....LOL Good God..

Well, fear is a big nut in the game of life, I guess.

Does light enter through the awareness of fear?

Fear without light would be unending.

No fear, no place for light to develop, it's like a dark room here?.

But I know the way out, I have become a prophet in my own mind.


Take it as you will, LOL.

Christmas, another olden fable.

[Ariaecheflame]

It's OK, I'm OK - well I will be.
I was only very young and when it began and it got carried from church into the home into my young adult life.
I had a solid connection to spirit and an ALL loving God and I had a strong faith growing up but eventually all the trauma of my childhood wrecked me.
I felt that I had no one to turn to and no one to trust back then and so I became a lost child without an anchor to this life or to self.

Some people (adults) were drawn into that fear because it seemed to save them from even bigger fears. They brought a whole new generation into it.

I am only sharing this stuff as a way to honour my own intentions, it brings me closer to courage in myself, to trust the light within again.

Hey, I said a prayer a few weeks ago for help and healing and I was completely dedicated and surrendered to the process as greauling as I knew it was going to be and it did completely suck
I only remembered the prayer a few days ago.

Some flow:
In the darkness, in the chaos, I always knew that there was light and that it was just a matter of time before the clay which contained me would shatter enough for me to walk within it again
The suffering of the child was too much until, in such desperation - I cried out like a caged, wild animal
Why doesn't anybody ever listen? My words bled... My words
Felt so cold and heavy, like wet cement in my stomach.
Years and years of torment shrieked out - words
Like bats out of hell
until, finally time went still...
The breeze softened around me and silence arrived

In time, I listened

[Ariaecheflame]

Apparently I am forgetting something

Here in the jungle, lives a thirsty tiger.... it moves
Confidently towards the water for a drink. When it sees it's reflection
Cast upon the water...
It smiles at what it sees - beyond its occasional ferocity lies
Beauty -
Tiger is respected by all
Who see.
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(note on above flow poem)
Cool... Beans -
Sometimes
It seems that it is
Okay to play and
Travel towards those known
Dreams? ... Adventures towards
Very unseeable things.
Ask/pray only for what you need...
By hearts decree...
Discovery awaits hearts
Full of courage and
Heads empty of knowledge
Tiger respects the beauty of
All things -

Its reflection returns the favour...
Respect yourself and
So shall your neighbours
Known uncertainty is a flavour.
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I edit cause new information arrives after I revisit stuff - and I like to remember it mmmhmmm.

[Nowayout]

Prayer can be rather difficult at times, it takes faith and a desire to connect with that higher power.

I am a creature of habit and I like to say a prayer in the morning, noon, and before bed. Not a big drawn-out thing, just what's on my heart.
The monks taught me to make it a habit, it gets into your bones, your breath. And grace happens.

But hey we are all cut from the same fabric, we just like to wear it our own way. And that's the divine plan I figure.

Let your light shine.

I would never tell anyone to do what I do, I have my way, and that's me. I let my son do what he feels right, he's an agnostic. Great.

[Joe Mc]

That which sees is not the eye
That which hears is not the ear
That which touches is not the skin
That which tastes is not the tongue
That which smells is either a bowl of soup
Or a rotten corpse

[Ariaecheflame]

Lol... Joe... MC... That amused me

Could have taken about 30 different roads there...
In amusement..
Instead I just stared at a clock
Without a battery...
Got mesmerised by a time
Which was standing still...
A light which was flickering
Over a hill...
Dipped the quill into
A pot of ink...
Time to think about
Corpses which rot and stink up
The lounge room of misery
Time.. It resigned me to
Some random rhyme...
Took a sip of life...
Reminded myself of
A time where I once thrived on
Exhaust fumes and
Cheap perfume....
Never really stopped to
Consider the shape of
The clouds...
And now I stop to
Cry out
Aloud...
Time knows nothing and
Neither do I..
Time sinks as the easterly ocean
Breeze sweeps over my skin...
Only songs chase me now -
I bow down to life... Like
A flame caught in
A breeze -
Nothing can
Ever replace me.

[Ariaecheflame]

Sometimes the prize is
Just sinking down into
The ocean spray and
Falling upon ones knees
Into the sand -
The season demands
Nothing of me... It drifts away
Like a silver slinky which
Descends casually down the stairs.

The ocean spray glitters in the
Sunshine.... I care not for
Much else but this time which
Catches me.

Sand flickers light in the sunshine...
As rhymes play around in my mind.

Some philosopher said that
Beauty is the only thing worth creating...
Sometimes I think that it's a
Saying worth
Contemplating.