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Re-incarnation, Abortion, Think about it!

Wanting the cake, the icing sugar and the cherry too! 

Seriously, if we are to give re-incarnation serious consideration, surely you would have to concede that your logic is idiotic at best and perhaps it would be in the interest of all of humanity, where you to pause and reconsider! For if we are to entertain the theory that when we die we are simply re-incarnated until we stop the cycle and realize our actions on Earth determine our ability to arise and transition from the soul trap into Paradise/Heaven/Eden/Heaven? 
    Heaven has a code of conduct! There is no pain, no death, no sorrow, no misery. Here there is harmony, agreement, and alignment.  We are all ONE! Neither color, neither race, neither political or religious beliefs, there is only LOVE! Heaven will not become a reality until we acknowledge Jesus Christ! This is respect for the price he paid for our lives! There was never ONE cross, there were three! There was never One tree in Eden, there were Three as well as many trees. WE put family trees on our lounge walls and we map and trace our family tree! Trees with branches, trees that supply oxygen to this world, giving life in the form of ideas and creativity, everything starts in the mind. Every plot, plan and intention starts as a thought. Thoughts give birth to sin, life, creation and every memory! We are trapped here, doomed by our dogma and our inability to expand our thoughts. It's astonishing the women I meet and their inability to comprehend that basics. They still trapped on the playground, playing childish games and wasting precious time. Playing in the shallow pool, I am always afraid to dive into the deep, it's more than I can process and I come up gasping for air, mind blown and frightened, but I always learn and know more. Here we are, entertaining the thought of re-incarnation. Tell me, do you imagine I stood there and paged through the rack of skins choosing the one I wanted to wear? My white skin is therefore my punishment, I choose to wear a skin that offends you. I must apologize for choosing white privilege? Did we not have all the shame choice? Do you concede that the dogs and cats and animal life you abuse are human souls re-incarnated? Is that too far out of reach? Is that crazy? When I look at my dog, I wonder, those eyes speak to me and those eyes watch me and understand me. Did you choose your black skin? Why is our appearance such an issue? I am too fat, too thin, my hair is too short, not long enough, I must cover up-I must advertise my body! Judgment and condemnation. 
      The more you kill, the more babies will be born, if re-incarnation is real and the soul trap is a possibility, then surely that would be a great argument for abortion? 
So what becomes of a soul that does not have the code of conduct required for Heaven? This is the question. There is a belief system that Hell is here, we are indeed in Hell, this is Hell. Our realities are versions of Hell? Thinking is required! Pour that cup of coffee and search for questions and ask yourself and search for the answers lie within us and when we meet, we should be discussing matters that matter, we have important issues and concepts to discuss and mystery's to solve! Right now, all I see is a world hating each other, we are here now, in this body, we came here to escape this hell and I will not return here for another round, this is it, this is too mean, to cruel, too insincere and this is not my world! I am not coming back here! I do apologize for choosing a body that offends you, I am white, a woman, a mother, a friend and a wife, and many aspects of me, but even I do not know myself, never assume you know me. 
         We don't know each other and we are the same and unique, there will never be another YOU and I will never be seen again. This is your time with me, use it wisely and this is my time with you, use it wisely! I want to talk with YOU! I will talk about you, but I will choose my words wisely and speak blessings into your life! I will find away to attain the code of conduct required for Heaven because I am not staying here and I am not coming back. I am done. I will be happy to wash the floors, do the ironing and take out the garbage, I will pick up dog poop and change diapers, I am not asking for luxury, I want peace! I want to smile and have someone smile back at me! I want someone to tell me I am loved and thank you for being here. I am so glad you came! Small steps, but I am going to take them. It starts here and now. I choose to be the miracle required for me! 


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