Front porch philosophy
(to peggy)

You can't comprehend God

I mean not really

A seed in the ground growing into a flower

A baby being born

Making love

The golden aura around a person about to pass over to the other side

There is a partition or veil or thin wall that separates us

From truly seeing or understanding God

I see that veil as being made of cloth woven from our humanness

Out of fear of betraying our dysfunction

Fear of not being accepted

Fear of flying

Our human self preservation ingrained, fear

That same thin cloth can blind us from seeing ourselves

Our true selves. Our true happiness

Keeps us from others

Keeps us from God

I just wanted you to know

Since we've been together

That cloth is being unraveled. A thread at a time