I know everything I know, understanding most of it.
I sometimes hear others remarking on what they think I know.
In my mind, it is foolish of them because they are so far
from the reality of my being that they will go to
the Netherlands not understanding or knowing.
There are brave remarkable people who project
themselves as sages who have the answers, but
they are as clueless as rats in the sewers.
There are only a few who are accurate in my truth.
Sages only gather information and come to
some inaccurate conclusions. They usually collect a fee for
their service which in my mind delegitimizes it.
Anyone can predict or conclude if the money is right and
if they are wrong which they usually are they can use
the excuse that they did not have all the facts.
The Almighty One knows my truth, along with my angel
and myself, if this sounds redundant please don’t think
that I make any claims as to being on the same plain as God,
although I will give the angel a run for the prize.
This is not important. What is however is that
there are souls or people who make these
ridiculous claims of superiority and flawless knowing.
As the snowflakes drop to the ground, I call out fool, fool,
fool, and so on as though they were representative of
the all-knowing ones. How many others do they think
they have a complete understanding of and feel
they know more than the particular individuals?
If they could be brought to light they might be singing,
“I have heartaches by the numbers and troubles by the score.”
Stanski
April 16, 2022 ^
Steve Haarman 