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The Beginning

apparently you are knew and new at this, 

imagine a wise old tree who has done everything from seed to growth to making seed, it's at the end of it's life and it wants to consider death.

Death comes and death says: you are done wise elder, do you really wish to die?

Eldertree: Yes, I am old, tired, have nothing left to give and I believe my spiritual path is done. I am at last nothing.

Death: I would gladly end your suffering for it is my job, but did you consider the younger saplings you could impart loving wisdom to? What of the kind soul who has no home to live under but that of the love of a wise elder tree. What of the rich nutrients you provide to Great Mother Earth and energy to Eternal Father Universe?

A slight happiness encumbers our tree friend: Your point is?

Death: The great rivers pass by without care and recognition and purpose. They simply flow loving the fishes and spirits and trees they nurture. Also when there journey is "done", they become part of the greater ocean only to become part of the greater rivers.

Tree: Point!

Death: Point is life goes on. The oceans are always there because they will always be needed. We exist to heal and shine light in the dark to lost souls like lighthouses to sailors and ships. Even when there are no more sailing ships, we must remain vigilant so that some impulsive, young sailor will always be safe because lighthouse lightworkers are there.

"Wise" tree: I wish to live for I have purpose again.

death: you always have purpose. you are unchanging.! I am leaving now, I have a world to cleanse. See you soon.

At that parting Death left, Eldertree lived on for eons till by the will of GreatThunderSpirit that he finally rested.

The Beginning.

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Cleaning the Room Rivers

Cleaning the Room Rivers.

“ Momma, I don't want to clean my room!” protested a precocious young boy.

The wise mother rather than fuel the flames of a pointless argument gave her son the gift of love.

“Baby, do you want to hear a story?”

“Is it about cleaning rooms?

“It might be and it is very fun!”

“OK!OK! Mommy tell it!”

“Imagine a beautiful river flowing from the greatest heavenly mountains and to the most beautiful oceans teeming full of life and adorable little fishies!” Noticing the child's enthusiasm, she continued on with greater ferver. “Now there was a young fish boy----

“my age?”

“Yes your age---

“With a messy room?


“Mommy, can I tell the messy room young fish boy story?”

The mother smiled in laughing consent and the boy continued.

“Ok the young fish boy was being mean to his momma making her clean up every little thing

from fish basketballs to fish chocolates to fish bananas. ----

“Fish bananas, what a wonderful imagination you have.”

“Mommy don't interupt.” Seeing his mother laugh, the young boy continued.

“So the all the stuff he kept in his room just kept piling up, and one day when his momma went out

shopping for fish food it suddenly rained. Then the Thunder Bowling Potty Flushing Toilets went crazy in the SKY and a buncha water just flooded the river. As for the young fish boy, he knew to hide under the matress to avoid being washed away so that his momma wouldn't be too worried.

“But hten sudently the water washed into his room, taking all his toys and trash along with it. Momma fishew wanted to run home to her sun to make sure he was okay. But then she couldn't open the fish mart door. Do you know why momma?”

“Why son?” The mother said smiling.

“Because the son's trash piled up so high that a kabilling billion of it just flooded the Great River and blocked the fish mart door that Momma Fishie and others couldn't out!”

“What happens next?”

Well the next day, the young boy ran out to see that his backyard full of his toys and that the Great Family fishie park that all fishies families play at were messy too full of his toys and fish bananas!

Suddenly he hears momma fishy calling for him in his heart and head in the market wondering if he's okay. Mooma fishie is so worried sick that she cried all night long and the market fishes were there caring for her to feel better.

SUDDENTLY! The door of the market was open and little fishie was out in front lokkiing all herofic

and stuff!

In sychronicity, Momma and Momma fishy said 'my special little boy, you cleaned out the trash. Oh how I love you so much. :)!' Both tickled their children laughingly with hugs.

Everyone left the store to see their homes washed away by the Bowling Potty Sky and a young fish boy's toys and trash, but rather than be sad, everyone just laughed and smiled. The whole community family worked together to clean there homes and families. They even went as far out as the Great Ocean and Swam Up Great Mountain to make it clean too. The Sharks, whales, sea mermaids, and all of the water creatures helped out. Even the air and sky, and earth and fire and universe, and everything and nothing and humans helped out with loving kindness and no one ate each other because everyone was highly experienced and loving that love and air is the only food source. They had a great feast of love and laughter and professor einstein and Bruce lee and john lennon were the three stooges for the nighly entertainment. All of heaven and earth and underworld were happy with the multiverse and universe of love.

Boy and Mom said together “The young boy kept his clean always clean so that he could help other fishies keep there room clean so that there was more time to play and always time to have great feasts and parties. Every Month The Multiverse, Universe, Heaven, Oceans, Earth, Sky, and Underworld celebrated the FULL Moon because it meant clean rooms, homes, and great Big Families loving each other.”

“Hey, your room's clean! :)”

“bEcacuse we are magic spirits witches wizards momma !:)”


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