Word Trine - If You Dare

Facts

Factual Intent

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An Essential Word

Peace

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Extremely Important Word

Love 

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Another Very Important Word

Freedom

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Important Word

Sovereignty 

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A Boring Garden

How dreadfully boring our gardens would be if every plant was exactly the same.

- thInQ 

Photo and Thought by thInQlots 

Song in My Head: Care

Care

Kid Rock

Day by day, my life gets colder

My eyes grows thin as I get older

Peace in pieces, bloody and bruised

I feel so helpless and confused

'Cause I hear

Screaming on the left

Yelling on the right

I'm sitting in the middle trying to live my life

'Cause I can't stop the war

Shelter homeless, feed the poor

I can't walk on water

I can't save your sons and daughters

Well, I can't change the world and make things fair

The least that I can do

The least that I can do

The least that I can do is care

Ooh yeah

Oh

I pray and pray for life's salvation

Faith is tried and true in tribulation

Love is lost and lonely, check the news

And with these open arms I'll wait for you

'Cause I hear you

Screaming on the left

Yelling on the right

I'm sitting in the middle trying to live my life

'Cause I can't stop the war

Shelter homeless, feed the poor

I can't walk on water

I can't save your sons and daughters

Well, I can't change the world and make things fair

The least that I can do

The least that I can do

The least that I can do is care

For the life of me

I can't see how the devil keeps enticing me

All you see is a felon

I know God can see what's right in me

How I can be labeled as a villain in the first place

When the worst case scenario is my birth place

I'm just trying to keep from falling victim to the murder rate

Take my life lesson, convincing the adolescents there's a God up in heaven

Sending down blessings

And your future ain't brighter than your present, quit stressing

Screaming on the left

And yelling on the right

While I'm sitting in the middle

Trying to live my life

'Cause I can't stop the war

Shelter homeless, feed the poor

I can't walk on water

I can't save your sons and daughters

Well, I can't change the world and make things fair

(Yeah, I wish I could though)

The least that I can do is care

No, I can't stop the war

Shelter homeless, feed the poor

I can't walk on water

I can't save your sons and daughters

Well, I can't change the world and make things fair (no no no no)

(I wish I could though)

The least that I can do (is what I can do)

The least that I can do (I take with what I can do)

The least that I can do

Is to always care

Yes I can care

And you know I can care

Yes I can care

Is what you can do

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Marlon Young / Herschel La Voyd Boone / Clifford J. Harris / Robert J Ritchie

When Does a Plant Bloom

Flowers bloom when all the elements which are required to support its existence work harmoniously together.

- thinQ

photo and statement by thInQ

The Knight of Hope

Custard’s last stand, if you will, requires the truth of who I am and We are; rather than the 3D displays of the petty unintelligent.

If you wish, there you may stay dragging your feet and toiling in your own avoidance, laziness, lack of faith and fears, allowing the breath of cruelty to continue to chain the unimaginative power and beauty of your own heart’s potential. Giving yourself away, drop by drop until the river of life runs dry. 

For as long as the Knight shall remain upon his knees revering in his own victimhood, cowardliness, and bathing in his own ego’s needs of days gone by - there he will stay; no matter the game. It is an easy place to be and there are many muses to fill these needs. 

For the truth of who he really is already stands strong and in complete sturdy might along side Hope. 

Together, they, in full fire regalia along side their brothers and sisters, whom they each know intimately by name, are the bringers of the new dawn. 

It is Hope’s Knight with a pure heart who wears God’s true mantle, mission, and contract of what is present and is yet to be born, and Knight’s Hope who wields the creative magic of their sword. 

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Summer Rose

"It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside." —Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib

Photo by thInQ

The Doodle

The creative flow and randomness of a doodle. 
Or is it?
What does it bring to you? 

Doodle by thInQ June 2020

Soul of Our Feet

Some eastern traditions believe the soul rests or is hidden in our feet. 
Thus the term ‘soul of our feet’. 
Was thinking about this when I found the picture of this bath mat online. 

My First Conversation of the Day... what a Delight!

My first conversation of the day leaves me filled with hope and joy. 

Right Now You Are Being Asked...

The freedom to express and speak goes both ways. People have different points of view.  That is the truth. Welcome to planet earth YOU are here to create. 

Create the See

Photos and Artwork for Create the See  by thInQ 

Research

These Days

These days Great Spirit, God, Goddess, Divine Feminine, Divine Masculine. These days. 

Truthfully, these days I am uncertain how you wish to be addressed. Perhaps I will just call you friend. 

These days, friend, I imagine you are fill with desired petitions, pleas for help, screams into pillows in the dead of night begging for guidance to understand, those seeking tell me now kind of wisdom, and the deep rising anger born from hatred not yet fully understood or even remembered. 

I can guess these days friend patience is a must, even though many have lost theirs or are on the brink of not being able to hold it together much longer. 

These days you must feel every deep concern friend, the physical, mental and emotional pain, and that deeply buried fear. The deep sting of grief these days is known and felt by many, especially you, old friend. 

These days may I ask you to continue to grace us with your loving presence. Lift up those who are tired and confused. Remind them of the beauty that surrounds them, even though right now they may not see. 

Gently, if they will let you, open their eyes, ears, and mind, so their heart will know truth and in that truth let them find peace. 

For many have not yet realized what the battle is all about. These days I don’t blame them, trines are a confusing thing. 

Now I ask you friend to call upon the healing angels that walk amongst us. Those that you have sent. Let their hearts call those in deep pain home; and there in the home of their heart may they greet you. 

These days friend as we draw near to the end, be our continuing guiding light. These days. 

Words and picture by thInQ