The So, Good morning.

God morning to you.

First things first. That's not you. Pan out. You're watching the one that's listening. You're aware of that body.

You're saying to it, I saw you dancing last night.

On the roof of your house all alone. I felt your heart longing for the friend. I saw

you whirling beneath the soft bright rows that hung from the invisible stem in the

sky, so I began to change into my best clothes and hopes of

joining you even though I live a thousand miles away. And if you had spun like an

immaculate sphere just two more times, then bowed again so sweetly to the east.

You would have found God and me standing so near and lifting you into our arms. I saw you dancing last night.

Near the roof of this world I feel your soul and mind, calling for our beloved

a tough piece. In truth, there's no God and me. There's just God. There's only love.

Bring those hands up and out.

Hold those hands out to love.

And the Gospel of Truth, it says the Holy Spirit is holding out its hand to those lying helpless on the earth,

pulling them up, those that were not yet awakened.

He told them how to know their father, how to know the son, when they'd seen and heard Jesus he showed

them how to savor and fill him a beloved one when Christ came teaching about their

father the unknowable and inscrutable one, he breathed

into them meaning, action, and will, revealing the light to very many, and instantly they turned inwards towards him.

Without moving, remember, you are the unmoved, turned towards him now.

Here it's like the Spody's eyes close, and behind those closed eyelids they turn back,

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