George Herbert Walker Bush | 1924–2018–Eternity
We are eternal spiritual beings living in a spiritual universe.
Today, we are celebrating the first 94 years that George H. W. Bush, the 41st president of the United States of America, has lived so far and his graduation to a new stage of the process, beyond the “hoax.” | “I will keep America moving forward, always forward, for a better America, for an endless enduring dream and a thousand Points of Light. This is my mission, and I will complete it.” G. H. W. B. | We don’t stop until our Eternal Father’s Kingdom, Creator of All Things, has overtaken every aspect and dimension on Earth that was surrendered to the Kingdom of Darkness, including His Sons’ and Daughters’ rule over what’s been entrusted to us to be great stewards of it with Him, in addition to the restoration of all things. I’m glad you have arrived at a place where you can now view everything from a completely different vantage point, George H. W. Bush.
We’ll see you soon!
Gelson Rocha [ December 1, 2018 ]
“But the day before he passed away, he wrote me a note: “This is all an elaborate hoax.” I asked him, “What’s a hoax?” And he was talking about this world, this place. He said it was all an illusion. … He wasn’t visiting heaven, not the way we think of heaven. He described it as a vastness that you can’t even imagine. It was a place where the past, present, and future were happening all at once.” The Map of Heaven: How Science, Religion, and Ordinary People Are Proving the Afterlife | Eben Alexander
Be ahead of all departure, as if it were already
behind you, like the winter which is almost over.
For among winters there is one so endlessly winter,
that, wintering through it, may your heart survive.
Be forever dead in Eurydice—, singing ascent,
praising ascent, returning to pure relation.
Here, among the disappearing, be, in the realm of decline,
be the ringing glass that shatters even as it sounds.
Be—and yet know Not-being’s condition,
the infinite ground of your innermost movement,
that you may bring it to completion but this one time.
To that which used-up, as to nature’s abundant
dumb and mute supply, the unsayable sums,
joyfully add yourself and the result destroy.
Rainer Maria Rilke [ tr. Cliff Crego ]