Means of payment: Joy and suffering







We are in this world
To come to balance
All our doing, speaking, thinking
As an echo of the time

What we do
Will be done to us
Within our own creation
Of ups and downs

We come together
Not by chance
But through cause and effect
Mirroring thinking, doing

Let us become aware
Rising in the will of God
No echo, no mirror
Will then connect us

Let us become an inactive act
A thoughtless thought
A wordless word
And our ego dissolves…

Happiness no longer flashes in moments then
Normally copied by our ego, our mind
No, then there is eternal sunshine
True love anchored in Him…

DidiArtist, 22.09.2020




An open bill


 
 

 
 

Man in his greed points at himself:
Me, me, me and mine, mine, mine
Has to pay the bill

Nature already presents it to him…

DidiArtist, 10.09.2020

 
 

Intelligent Design


 

 

Life and everything else moves
On a firm foundation…

DidiArtist, 30.10.2019