"BS, together, the most worthless letters in the alphabet," - sle

God bless!  I forgot to end my first post with God bless!  Anyone by chance reading any of my writings from my so-call books, or some other writings, knows I am a God person.  Religion isn't for me, but God Is!  Would be here all day and night for the longest time writing about my belief in God and my thoughts on Him.  But time for bed.  "God is with all of us.  We aren't all with God," - sle.  THe sun shining through the trees was so eye-wakening.  Could feel the dew on the now wet grass.  Rosie doing her business and Chance running around the house for somethings to put his nose into.  Finally, I got back into bed for awhile.  Like to just lay with my mind wondering, mainly, about what I am going to write.  Life a draft I am  doing now, but in my head.  'Chastised' is the word for the day.  Some people do need it.  Find most of the time it doesn't work.  How do you feel so connected to someone?  They are your key to opening that world few get to enter.  But they don't feel it the way you do, or they are afraid to 'feel'.  Make me think of my web writing, "Above Cognitive."  Will have to work on my website today a little.  Got this blog going for my journal.  Now, to work out the kinks and start into the website.  Would love to find someone that can relate to my words, but all this is for me.  I enjoy it.  I do love writing.  Time for my morning routine of four things and, then, breakfast.  I don't rush to eat breakfast, but got to watch the time this morning  Foot docttor.  Dogs are playing.  Nice Chance has someone to keep him company.  Shopping done.  Went well.  People do make me laugh.  On the way to the store, realized "Life is war!" - sle, just like TV and the movies.  Something for you to think about.  Mind is always going here and there.  Like a bobbling float on water with a baited hook seeking the biggest fish, the biggest treasure chests, the secrets of the deep.  I caught the biggest fish with the grace of God, hooked the biggest treasure chest, reeled in the secrets of the deep, but have not been able to boat the key to it all.  What kind of key does it take to open the door to another existence, another world,  One without substance, without touch, of only the mind of spirit.  No pain, no suffering, only love and caring.  A love and caring of the purest kind.  Love and caring, like many words, have such variety of meanings.  My definitions of the two is of the refined, simplest kind.  Like truth.  "Truth is the truth, there are no grays of truth.  Either it is or ain't," - sle.  My Man Godfrey, I do enjoy movies.  Like everyone, we all have our own individual taste of things.  People do make me laugh.  Thinking of Mr. Kenny.  Will end this post with naming the biggest treasure chest of my life, Sweet Pea.  Go night, to all, God bless!