I Am Being Guided
Doing it my way
Guidance, I am being guided, the middle. It is all coming together. I am being guided. I am following the guidance.
I am a butterfly, I am Her butterfly. I am one of the many small, not one of the few large. Often, I am the grain of sand that tips.
Several years ago, walking along the Sacramento River in Redding I had a thought: if anything – anything at all – had been different in my life I wouldn’t have the two most wonderful children in the world. Everything is happening just as it should. Everything has a meaning.
I am being guided. I, the Universe, and other are guiding me.
I am being guided. By what, I don’t know. Me, of course, at least.
I am being guided, and now that guidance is leading to convergence. Later things will diverge. Like a sine wave: two rising or two falling: dueling dual dualities! There is a pattern I see and am trying to understand, trying to document. [Pan Intentionalism].
Action is a key, relationship is a key. We are riders, we are deciders. I am being guided.
I started surfing the Technology Wave in 1955 as Ham Radio Operator KN6RBF. And I am still surfing. Where am I? I am being guided and I arrived here: So I will follow this path.
Two only two:
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Find someone to help me see past the delusion
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Write it myself, delusion and all.
I am being guided so I must continue: the event is completed by me.