Ask and it shall be given. Seek and ye shall find.

Knock and it shall be open unto you.

Are you knocking?

Because I can't hear you.

It sounds like you're scrolling, like you're arguing, like you're resisting, fighting that world. Turn back to the door

and knock. Speaking in tongues is knocking. Praying with your understanding is knocking. Praying with

mine is knocking. Filling this love. That's like the police knocking. It's loud knocking.

I hear you now.

You're here now.

The door is gone.

You hear how quiet the kingdom is.

The kingdom sounds quiet to you at first, but there's a glorious him that I'm letting you

feel for now. In the silence you perceive, I've given you this perception forever. Don't give it away

for anything. I love you.