Final Warning

Just watched 'Ron Paul's Final Warning' video on some financial site.  Good advice.  Valid advice, on currency crises.  Historical review: the Weimar Republic, where the people burnt their (unbacked) paper money for fuel in their fireplaces.  All the way back to a reference in Genesis.  An age-old story, then.  Just one thing different now:

Energy.

Not as in fuel for fireplaces.  But as in the technological ability to tap into the sea - or rather, more specifically, the field - of energy in the very air we breathe.  The very universe that we inhabit.  The very Creation.

A gift from our Creator.

And thereby, the answer to the looming crisis facing America, and the world:

You will not do without, if you will live in alignment with, and acknowledgment of, your Source.

So, what's different between this current crisis, about to come crashing down on humanity like a gigantic tsunami, and various, similar experiences in the past?

Doing it God's way.  Not our human way.

Ours dates back to Babylonian days, with the invention of interest-bearing money.  A simple little thing; with huge consequences.

Ever heard of compound interest?

A scam.

Pitting individual against individual.  Groups against groups.  Enforcing the idea of our being separate from one another.  Rather than One.

Being in competition with each other, in a world of scarcity.

Rather than in cooperation with one another, in a world of - potentially - unlimited abundance.

All we have to do is shift our thinking just a little.  From Me.

To We.

And ultimately: to

I.

To The Great I AM.

Of which We are all a part.

Not isolated each to ourselves, and the devil take the hindmost.

But all in this, together.

And that's the key:

Together.

We.

Are.

Victorious.


See you on the other side, of the separation of the sheep from

the goats.  Who still don't want to live as

One.

Let them be.

We have other work to be about.

Our Father's business.

And only so to speak.  Our Creator is

Unity Itself.

Beyond all the realms of separation.


A little story, here.

I was in around the 5th grade when one late afternoon, sitting at the kitchen table just home from school, I was probably having a bowl of cereal - that part of the story I don't recall - when something I was reading - that part of it I don't recall, either - prompted me to think that this could all just be a drop in a glass of water.

Wow! I thought, stunned at the concept.  And then I remember thinking - and this part I do recall, and clearly:

But what would be the point?  There would have to be a point to it all.

I think that we're about to discover

The Point.