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seventeen I took his hand in mine. It was hard to grasp, and I began skipping with hesitance--for fear that I would lose him and never notice. He assured me he could keep up with me even if I let go.
We were off through the sunflower field, picking up speed. We stumbled, giggling, through the tunnels of whispering shade in between rows of lanky sunflowers. We spun to a stop and sat, trying to catch our breaths. Pieces of jagged blue sky peered in through the slight spaces in the foliage. James promised me silently, in between the moments, that he would always be as real as I made him. He told me that he would never leave me, but I might leave him.

I didn't want to think about ever making him go away, so we just chased butterflies until it was time to go home.
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notme i am my own imaginary friend 040306
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ee beep peep i had an imaginary friend when i was 6. 040306
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nemo through distressed tears she pleaded that he get in the car. his arm stretched around her, holding her shoulder as she slowly began to quiet down. she slid the car into drive and they went off for hours, her inner most concerns confessed. thank you billy_mckinney. 040307
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stork daddy it's not that they aren't real people. it's just a stretch of the imagination to call them friends. 040307
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daf The actual battle we are in the middle of is, has and will always be between "stars" and "black holes." And BOTH are instruments of God.

So stars = angels = giving energy = positivity, etc ,etc ,etc

And black holes = demons = taking energy = negativity, etc, etc, etc

And God utilizes both as a filtering mechanism, because we're breeding spiritual energy now, and it isn't bred through material means...its spread and propagated through connections and energy exchange.


So the stronger a person's brain and ESPECIALLY their upbringing is materially inclined, the more likely they are to be attracted to material things and a material lifestyle..the opposite of what Jesus taught and lived.


Materialism draws our brains and bodies in, swerving us from connection with the "nerve center of God." ('Holy Spirit' in Christian vernacular.)


But in the end God/Tao/The Way/Allah will designate the materialist as 'chaff' and the more spiritual who remained aloof from the material as 'wheat', or 'the good fruit of the vine'. (These are those who strive to be more giving like spirits, or in the metaphor: stars.)


When Jesus said, "Let the dead bury their dead", he was acknowledging that some living people are worthless for obedience to God (this time around)..walking corpses as far as the process is concerned.


They're chaff or garbage. That's the stuff ancient cities burned. Otherwise it stank up the city.


It's the same with egocentric materialists. To God, they are garbage to be burned if they won't respond to the whispers in their hearts. (Not burned actually or eternally. Whoever came up with that was a confused sadist. This means used materially because they are material. To have their lives burned away forgotten in money-making pursuits, for instance. )


The reason for this is fairly simple:

This go around lasts from the time of the 'Big Bang' [actually a release of pressure from the singularity of the last iteration of the universe..so more of a 'Big Relief'] until everything is sucked up into a single singularity again.. a big black hole which has consumed all of the other big black holes.


Each iteration of this space time bubble is a chance for God to see Him/Her/Itself. So OF COURSE, the longer 'The End' is avoided, the more there is to see. That's why God/Tao/Allah and even You..need more stars and less black holes. I've likened the dilemma to trying to see your reflection through a keyhole on a moving train through a mirror that is on another train going by in the opposite direction. Goodness is Gods attempt to slow the train down.
Since there is ONLY God, how would YOU find out what you are without any witnesses? (Hint - Your child self may have known: imaginary friends. That's what it seems that we are to God.)
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