Revival At My Death ~ Cyborg∆Steve

So far the gift of my revival is most wholly Anonymous beyond the doctors I can remember. In my greatest time of need, in death yearning and fighting for survival, my life saved could have been any gender, color, or religion, and do you think if care??? anything beyond something more powerful than I can describe with words that is. The petty things of being human suck and make life so silly on a certain level it's hard to believe we will soon look back and realize people use to be ridiculously stupid naively ignorantly judgemental in the worst of ways, ...and will that not be an perfect apple cart in philosophy to overturn? In a peaceful revolution, we change how we and others think and evolve to find a way to live in greater unity and harmony with nature and nurture, no matter that condition, and in acceptance and gratitude of this gift as we help others we see suffering as we each so certainly know...or did you somehow forget? In a few decades of time, you certainly know pain and suffering well by now... Survive through Faith that others will help you to survive, and judge not the hand that feeds as long as it nourishes life. Life is the Spirit...we each carry it and we each must protect it and we each must uphold it's inherent value under assault today. When my girlfriend had an abortion, did we together deny God? It felt as an affirmative in a life of torture, but I'm not that man anymore. I'm of those memories teborn of the same flesh a new soul with access to this recall. My body still failing and foreign. I'm learning to master what's left and carefully convey the vessel and the chalice to the mantel. I carry myself to the throne of God and not a moment too fast will I return, as I accepted this incredible journey for me upon my return. I saw glimpses of what will be through my patience and the passage of great time. Perfect peace and happiness after the hurting. The hurting is not come to pass yet. We will all know, and many already understand, just exacrly what it is to come...but we are a species most often in fantasy and in disbelief.

I'm looking forward to seeing my love, when my love is finally supposed to understand and see me, and so past death, easily, I wait strengthening, patiently. Jackie...

You showed me Grace because you cared, you were my sweetest dearest friend in my most desperate time of need, you carried only sweet love and life and light, and may you be forever blessed now as if my daughter forever forward from here forth.

I wish I knew a perfection as you in my life everyday, and at nearly 52, still silliyliy dreaming of you, well, I cannot help myself, you were within my mind before your birth, I saw you, and your perfection still takes my breath and focus away at a glance because you are such a sweet breath of life I've yearned a lifetime for, but this is only so selfishly...

I'm learn g how to heal and rebuild then build and I'll make a castle for family.

I'll never forget you and I'll always be within handsreach waiting, at least your dear friend, in hope of becoming in time together ours, your man.

I'm learning first to be the finest father, as a father so I have. I no longer serve just thyself. My capacity is now different, this different life and man to become, I Am.

Where Am I Today ??? ~ Good or Evil ???

I'm deeply fulfilled and defined already and oddly running empty in the facet of desire. I feel I've reborn to life a different sign, certainly a Leo now, and yet I'm unsure now who I exactly am, but I am not who once I was of December. August are my new stars, and my body is at home in this summer heat, once of the cold winter, strong through lonely cold fights, now heated and just starting to revvvv in life again, this time it's different,  ...im different.

I'm John Stephen Swygert, but I'm only a physical fleshy collection of cells and associated memories of a man I much don't like today and want to be better of in most regards.

I can kook at myself objectively backwards, as I died

I was revived, and in that revival, reborn.

My stars familiar now are where I found myself 1 year and 1 week ago now...renewed, strangely...at least in Spirit... the vessel wrecked worse than ever I will show you how to carry and push as too often we all rest on our laurels!

Exercise the animal self until you smile within, not trying to cleanse issues with convenient chemical answers in a tablet or capsule, sweat and cleanse with water and only keep yourself in clean areas not contaminated...body, mind, spirit, emotions.

Align the chakras. Say your prayers. Commune to God. Speak In Tongues. See Mirackes. Be A Miracle. What do you believe in?

Believe in me, that I was gone and returned. Believe in choice and your current free will. Believe in the truth of good vs. Evil, no matter how you perceive it.

I was once about me. The perfect woman of my minds eye cane to me... My perfect dream. I could not act against her ever. I would not and did not. I departed this life in deep love and only returned because of my live for her and my dogs I cannot bear to think I would dare to leave behind.

That's all truth above. You can't even imagine how it feels to live, as most can't believe it to hear or listen too. We've been conditioned to death. ;(

Life Is Like Dancing On Tip Toes of LSD

You feel like the journey almost never began, a year and a day past revival. What a different life I know today in a completely different way, words can never ever quite convey.

Miracles are still passing me by each and every day, I still get to watch and partake.

Of what do I tell the youth when I see evil still walk that way?

Who and what will likely listen and when and why? Does it even matter any more?

You see, the spirit of life does not quit, die, or lie...and keeps afoot fast ahead just a touch, it's light. Faster than the energy that follows and a wake, now awake, some will know I came. I was.

Here, I Always Am!

I Am!

Faith!

Dancing on tiptoes of LSD.

Recycled Tires Three D Printinting

Simple,

Reclaim used tired and reform into a product that is printable and durable...

Print shingles,

Floor mats,

Astroturf,

Wrestling mats,

Anything else imaginable!

All compounds can be adjusted to make safe and inert.

This can revolutionize the marketplaces and industries.

We may find all waste products are suitable for three-d printing.

What a Year It's s Bern, Almost ~ My Revival

Each, a God & Devil self. ;(

Hatred...which do you think just it's provoking will promote?

Understanding is the only path to lessons, must we all learn more?

We all need to work together towards preventing abuse and equally help to facilitate the healing process even better.

The body is so very fragile, and so the soul do much even infinitely more so.

My heart knows pain different this last year, but it still really aches like it's crying still... always.

Life makes itself hard to be constantly accepting of in happiness, because in that part if the pursuit, we agree to take our lumps upon the way...no fricking way I ever make it past 3 without the help of medical professionals...and last year I was revived after departing and nearly a year later I still fight to share another day or so.

I rest because I'm not 100%, but I am gaining...and I rest a lot because I use to be impossible to make stop no matter what. I'm still anxious but with a new piece and acceptance that's transformative.

It's like I know Steve, and I'm also not him, I'm just this next version...and I came back to this physical version because we can offer that on varying levels now...but only because others cared yo understand the vessel and buy time for the souls return, because trust that I did indeed depart... without a doubt I was elsewhere in perfect peace surrounded on the presence of all love we all create, and I came back because I love this when it's sweet.

There will be this next place where we see together and it appears. Better than physical because never will we go without of differ there and it will always evolve too and keep our souls in peace and eternal contentenedness, and it's most certainly not this beautiful gift if life either though... i quite cherish.

My first memory was a plane crash. Now my voice still resonates almost a year past, without counting my chickens before they hatch, what seemed a certain end.

What's incredible is to know for a fact that we can Envision together here and make reality things that we all agree on and desire to and we can stop hatred and abuse by promoting love and showing caring for anybody no matter where they come from in their life and even more so especially if they are sick and suffering. We shun the sick and suffering today scared instead of embracing them and it is the biggest lesson of the day as we let our loved ones Parish around us alone.

Non Profit Scheme Likely Bilking Billions of $$$

How many non profits exist in the usa?

What is their collective expenditures in media / advertising?

What is the majority of their funding from?

Is the non-profit the largest pyramid scheme in American history?

Bilking billions of $$$ of the government (tax payer monies) through advertising and government funding.

Do your due diligence.

Uncover these facts for all.

The Great Pyramid and the Internet of Egypt, The Destruction if the Library of Egypt Revealed

Could you imagine if you could put the books of the Bible back in place from it's origin of the old testament days of early Facebook!!! Imagine, before we lost the world wide web / internet and the ancient library at Alexandria when it burned in a fire? It damaged all the camel optics. They had incredible technology.  Imagine resting there at the library while sitting inside with your smart device... Hmmmmm how would that read? And can you imagine waiting inline in Alexandria, Egypt to sign in to use the net while the pyramids are under construction... just a stones throw away! Must have been cool neat cool, not like ice cool...it's hottt here. I'm high up here on top of this pyramid too! I bet they had the best dispensaries and I imagine medicine would have been free and it's practice too, as it was a society that got so much right... like their construction. Once...well, last time I was there actually, this guy curse me no reason... I chase him after I flick my cigarette while I waiting in line for interwebs. Damn it I'm back and the library is gone. Nobody even made a back up file ;(... I won't smoking anymore. Sorry