293 Circumstance

293_Circumstance

The circumstance we are stuck in is everything.

There is no way through.

Circumstances run our way when we are happy, otherwise we feel everybody has got to get the hell out of the way for obstructing inner-feelings. We must be happy to live the experience of attaining true happiness. That sounds overly positive, and we have built up years of cataclysms of minds and thought ways to unravel. We have fans and not so many fans when circumstance returns to our tacit emotions.

The Lord says love our enemies, but some we still begrudge out of sheer martyrdom to them and jealousy to decide for us. We can in circumstances aim with intention to be a genius and turn everything on its head. Out of love we decided to be where we are as a sacrifice to the author of the life we are distantly trying to save; while we will only tell them of all of our problems trying to do it, so mutual respect for being connected solves this.

We can blame a government for not doing what they expect of us, until we take self-responsibility seriously. But the circumstance of friends allows us to achieve, especially work colleagues in the same field.

There is nothing scary about this world, but the strength of ourselves. We sit there in remorse, criticising a piece of literature, until we are fulfilled by the end. As, if a sly change of spirit makes it even more enthralling. This circumstance of life tends to predict that, through our negative attachment to instincts which we must rebuke and be more regal in our front and find intellectual love.

The end of a story tends to be an unwritten lesson. The fact we are here together, and I am filling your mind with these conscious thoughts, I will try to be tender now/

If there is a circumstance you have experienced that is traumatic and so real to you, then please answer these questions, write down the answer or discuss with a loved one.

How did it feel for you or a family member to go to hospital?

How did it feel to be in the presence of a dying loved one?

How did it feel to be bullied, and what was your reaction?

The question is, are the restrictions of over-population in a system of life causing these morbid, negative, pessimistic, very human experiences? Or is it by government’s expectation of self-responsibility? How can we cope with our own mortality, injury, accidents, emergencies and finally death?

What should we leave behind?

Love AB X

AMEN