Life has great meaning (Clear thoughts written down)

Tomorrow like yesterday clouds drift across the sky, the day becomes dark, uncertainty fills our thoughts, worry consumes our thinking; each day in this world we face confusion in our understanding; we wonder life's road imperfectly, our thoughts forming individual perspective; our understanding of reality imperfect; what we think of as true in many ways will be false; this inadequacy to see reality clearly is shared by all.

As we approach the grave, and love the people we do, night will eventually set in, and our darkest hour will arrive; darkness will then overshadow the earth, fear will grip us in our uncertainty; days like this are not uncommon; the journey is for all who dare to wonder the road of life from birth to death; in this way life continues in this mysteries unknown place in the sky surrounded by the unending and its unknowns, each mind uncertain or in error, each step we take imperfect.

A light that is good shines on the trickling creek, the lilac bushes, and the hummingbird; hope is that life has planning and a purpose and such evidence is everywhere; there is nowhere you look that there is not signs of intricate sophistication; each minuet detail in nature hints at architectural complexity; no vista, no natural phenomena, no human body or brain lacks clues of wonder, mystery, genius; each thought the human person possesses, each guess at life's meaning, our philosophical inquiry, the heart felt beliefs we form; the earth as it spirals on course, the subatomic underlying realm, ideas waiting in nature to be discovered, to be engaged with, effecting change, the building of language, culture, belief, the different arguments, the freedom permitted in certain liberated places to question and ponder unhindered what truth is, to doubt what we think truth isn't; 

As we gaze around at distances that outstretch into unfathomed domains; life remarkably involves consciousness, the ability to understand strangely we exist, to look at ourselves inwardly, to question life's possible meaning; nothing is accidental here; nothing is random and meaningless; consciousness as we know it is not unique; thought predates what we think we know and recognize now; real thought, knowledge of self, analyzation of others, recognitions like these speak of possibilities far more real then our doubts about the transcendent, a higher order and meaning hidden behind the buriers of existence; these mysteries are self-evident and disclosed in this life by multiple aspects that reveal one genius clue after another about a power and preplanning and even a great hope itself; life suggests considerable organization, creative planning, an environment we're part of that's preplanned and deliberate; a world that has intelligence hidden behind it; we do not exist here alone in the deep; life has great meaning.

The discovery of good (clear thoughts)

In the event of obliteration smile and rest and worry about nothing but in the event of change look up, notice where you are, take an interest in what you see, fear nothing, and smile because not all days are dark, not all experiences unkind, not all states troubled; there are paths that wonder through peaceful dales; there are possibilities that are fair; not all is dim so open your eyes and say what is this that I glimpse; does it have promise; where does possibility reach; how much good is real.

What no eye has seen (clear thoughts)

 

Love is powerful beyond where belief can go up up high into the unknown its reaches go ending no where but traversing into the mysteries of open-ended possibility.

There is no stopping where possibility reaches, no buriers, no impediments, no naysayers can quell what is infinitely expansive and good beyond estimation; listen to the voice of genius standing on a mighty rock pointing toward the Heavens and smiling confidently.

Ask one who has looked into the unknown and seen the size of love's reach; ask him to bare witness and tell the hopeless where the distance goes; look into the farthest corners, into the deepest recesses, the highest platforms, then tell the weary, lift them up from their hospital beds and coffins.

It will be different then, great maturity, fairness, commonsense, wisdom, light, peace, joy, knowing what's good, seeing what's possible, well at least those beginnings because where the unknown reaches to has never been revealed, not even to us the elders.

I will tell you this, you have seen evidence of this light when someone acts like a friend, when they are kind and fair with you, when they say something nice, but you have not seen the light of true goodness which shines so bright with fairness nothing dims the rays.

Tomorrow the song bird sings and the corn stalks sway as a breeze blows through; then the days turn dark; the sky produces shadows; the night owl moves through the darkened night sky, while light larger and fairer then what has ever been seen rises triumphantly in the east, the west, the north, and the south.