Dear Source of Creation,
Cheers SirMadame! It’s sparked my mortal mind to write you a bit about my position. You see, I am so far from perfect despite my desire to attain such lofty spots of divinity. I know it shouldn’t, but it does bother me at times that I could sink into this mortal realm.
Admittedly I struggle with “oneupmanship” and a sincere desire to be “right” or “correct.” I mean, who am I kidding, who doesn’t want to be in “good favor” at some juncture in their life.
Given the fact that we are all an extension of You, I suppose you know this about me and it’s possible that you may have placed this specific code into the construct of my DNA when you were slipping in on the sly while my parents were getting busy that one blizzardy winter night, in front of the fire place in late 1979.
It’s weird, ya know? You know everything about me, I mean even stuff I don’t know about me, yet… and you… well, you are Everything, and it’s really hard for a human to know or even understand EVERYTHING.
At this point I don’t think I can or have surprised you, much less disappointed you. That is a nice place to be because I now understand that you know and understand me because we can not be separated. Funny how we all feel so disconnected at times, while you are there, just cultivating what we are as parts of you in your infinite expansion of IS-ness and Beingness. Oh, Creation, you are to be adored.
I wanted you to know that I have started playing your game in a new way. I have to hand it to you, the game is brilliant and confusing. No wonder it has taken so long to get to this next level. Bravo. Certainly a job well done. I know you are aware that there is a worldwide team of us trying to win the match with the tools we have acquired, and I get the sense that this pleases you because you can up the ante’ infinitely.
The consensus of my team, is that we are ready to go full throttle for the win. No slacking. This has gone on long enough and we are ready to meet our Maker, or ChessMaster or Creator…. I don’t know what you call yourself in these hip days of slang.
Our only stipulation is that we want to meet with you with proper concession in order to make sure all the rules and conduct are updated.
I’ve assembled teams to attend to corners and ends of all the needs for fulfillment on the board. The players are locked and loaded with the ancient wisdom. They’ve all been trained in the Akashic and their hearts are pure and willing.
We understand that we are not playing against you, as much as we are playing for the totality of the game.
Creation, we love you, but it’s time for GAME ON. May our upgrades be organically glorious.
See you on the other side of the board.