Part of the sky

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Part of the sky

If you take your thoughts up the mountain you reach the peak. Light reflects. Stars reflect the heavens. Mountains appear to reach infinity at sunset. Mountains. Mountain peaks and light. The pinnacle of achievement.

Music soars with us up the mountain as though concerts were played in their very depths. Heights and the height of a concert with full orchestra take you to places where you can hear the music. An achievement of the clouds is god. Heaven is therefore, an experience god wants you to think about. Spiritual light. Elevation and spiritual thoughts are like the music. Composers and music take you on a journey.

Thinking and the thoughts of god have light. Clouds float you along with thinking.

Clouds.

Light is in their thinking, the thinking of the clouds. Light, buoyant and floating, clouds. We are surrounded by clouds and float. The air is for our thinking. We are cloud when airborne and god. Spirits cling with rain born clouds. Clinging damp and on the mountain, clouds peak in atmospheric light with rain. Spirits arise. Clouds drift. Thoughts. Thoughts, thinking they are clouds. God. God thinking. We drift like we are immersed in a cloud of thought. Clouds think for you. Raining on your mind, ideas, dream. Dreaming, thoughts, float in and out like clouds and we are left to contemplate. If we thought like god and the clouds, we would be like birds passing, through and feathery. Feathers and wings.

Beating, the heart beats. Feathers. An eiderdown on your mind of dreaming and thinking. The heart beat of birds in the hand, let go. Birds fly away. Clouds of thought, fly through in a similar way as birds, flying. Racing with the clouds, ideas pass through and the heart beats. A revolution of the heart and we are back into the light. Matter, form and light have ideas for you with the clouds thinking and breathing for you. Wings, beat like the heart and flapping carry you. We are as buoyant as the clouds on a windy day. Clouds, clouds thinking, clouds, float and impregnated with rain, drift. We are clouds, after rain and thoughts of god. If god thought we were clouds we would be okay, airborne and part of the sky.

 

Thinking

Nicole Page-Smith

Thinking

Gravity pulls on matter to make it tired and we know to die. Our death is almost the reversal of life. We are broken into the substance of spirit matter and float out to heaven. The rest of our body is taken by the earth and like trees we grow again of the soil of earth. Trees are like our blood and grow roots. Rooted down into the Earth they become, trees become us. We are tree. We are tree and all its branches but also simply enjoy the oxygen. Air like the spirit matter enjoys us. We fly off with the birds in a contemplation of ascension. Pulled down by the weight of life, we accumulate matter and grow as though in an expansion to then, get tired. Tiring of Earth, matter disintegrates only to reappear, elsewhere. We are the weight of the universe and all its light.

The light in the clouds, floats with us. Floating. Air floats down surrounding us like a cloud and rain. Clouds floating, the light from clouds has you feel like you're floating yourself like the birds, gliding. Wouldn't it be nice to be a bird, flying through the air? Surrounded by a cloud and contemplating, god, makes you feel like you are flying, transcendental and perhaps one day we will float with the clouds in our imagination but the clouds come to you to ground level. Floating with the clouds. 

We float and continue. Did you see the light today, the light of god? Clouds of rain, float off with the wind and the clouds. Clouds. Drifting. Birds flying and trees, birds flying through. You wonder what birds think on rainy days. Joyously birds twitter and enjoy the bath. Clouds elevate us back through the clouds. Drifting and thinking. The treetops tend to be communicating all day with the clouds. The birds agree. Our feathery friends speak of another ascension and a different relationship with god. Trees rise to the occasion with the wind blowing through the branches, creaking boughs and rustling leaves. Clouds cling to your ideas like they cling to mountains, drifting clouds take us to the light. Atmospheric light tends to describe the state of the universe and whole worlds of mountains of a wisdom of light. If we were clouds would we be thinking god's thoughts or just be clouds and god thinking?

Thinking.

 

We are all too human

Nicole Page-Smith 

We are all too human

Clouds are strange. Planetary information and an illusion. The night sky we know to go through the spectrum of light like the rainbow but the sky is not supposed to be this way. The sunset and the sunrise will inform us of a new day and somewhere there will be an indication of the universe. If only we could read the clouds. We are in a phase of the universe known to those who view the sunset. As the planet spins on an axis the Earth goes on a continual cycle but does not go on the imagined circuit more than we know. The clouds tell you where in the universe Earth tends to be. Space time almost warps our understanding and as we view the sunset as beautiful so, will we see our phase of the Earth. Time is our component for understanding and like reading your watch, our fate. God is our light.

Our universe spins like the stars gather and accumulate the matter for us to see them shine. The phase of our universe predicts our future and you know there will be a future because there is a past. Past and future meet but are like the momentary present. We spin as the Earth orbiting around the universe almost in contemplation of ourselves. You feel we are at the end of an elliptical circle and when we turn the corner and travel back to a better place in the universe we will continue through the universe on Earth's pathway. The future and past are not something the universe knows. Matter occurs in an expansion of light. Matter is born. The more matter expands the more it denies itself for matter is the universe and all its expansion, the void. Matter is born of nothing and the nothingness we know as the void. Is the emptiness of space nothing, though? We feel all too human.

 

The universe does not die

Nicole Page-Smith

The universe does not die

Out of Chaos came the light. Day was born of night and night of day. But, more importantly the universe was born. Fertile life was born out of the darkness. All the planets started to spin and gathered stars. Meteorites collided and asteroids knew no home but the fireworks of the universe, was created. Creation really had a new start out of the void but out of the void creation was made. Green matter of past creation had disappeared. We are reduced to nothing in the naturally destructive primal state but, are born of rock like a molten volcano, out of nothing we will always rise. Does the universe know no other purpose? Are we too human? A bubbly, swampy, mess, bore creation out of the garden in its early stages but beautiful in its early younger planet youth, stars primal beasts and plants were created. All new beginnings have light and a lightness not weighted down by old age or accumulation. Most of all that exists except the universe have a beginning, a middle period and an end. The universe does not die.

 

Endless light

Nicole Page-Smith

Endless light

Plants twirl and twist around one another as though some other entity is inside them other than matter, water or sunlight. We are turned around by god like the soil is turned over by a gardener.  Our starlight causes all we know as human but is predominately not human and although god is all the universe is made from like we are rocks and fossils gone through a chemical process to become human. So, how can matter make us grow? Gaseous juices form most of what constitutes human. All our diseases where written. We are god and all his writings and we were born of the star. Everything we are going to suffer has already occurred in the universe and in an expansion like population growth, stars form in the universe. Stars do hold the key to our knowing of the universe. Our universe is star. We were written in the stars. 

Stars writing. Writing with the stars. The mathematical equation of human beings is written. We write, stars write and keep us going as if we were a god. We are only the stars. The universe is for god but we are god. God is our equation.

Our equation is god and god, is the "darkness". In the darkness there will be light. Light is our darkness for we see the light. Stars illuminate. We are the light of the darkness and we are the light. God is our light but also our darkness. God is the darkness of the universe but also its light. Light and dark. Dark and light, we are god, the distance of the Sun. The Sun is our light. Although, the Sun died millions of years ago, we will be absorbed by its light, the light of the Sun. Energy and the energy of matter, created us along with light. Matter is god but not light. When total darkness invades the universe, we will not exist but this is how we were created, out of the darkness, we found the light. The light of darkness and the darkness in light. Light. Endless light.

 

Nature has never been normal

Nicole Page-Smith

Nature has never been normal

Pockets of light tend to soak the surrounding hills while clouds cling around after rain. You feel all the old legends of mythology with nature's own lighting effects. Nature at its best and worst. Plants tend to curl unnaturally around themselves, looking too large or small in proportion to the landscape and amounts of light, rain and sunshine. Bird species and trees grow differently, elsewhere. You wonder in the fantasy landscape of perhaps a dream or maybe a place, the border between reality and make-believe. Nature has never been normal.

 

Birds fly overhead

Nicole Page-Smith

Birds fly overhead

Light. We are the light. We are matter and the reason we see light is not as straight forward as it seems. As the clouds glow because of water as water glows with their light and the light of sunshine, this is all a chemical reaction. If you could take light down to a human level of the chemical processes of the body, the reaction of the body to breakdown food and turn food into energy creates light and our bodies to glow like stars at night. We see each other in the dark without the light on but would notice the presence of another person more than see them. If we gather our thoughts and then take them skyward, we know of the presence of clouds because of shadows on the ground without looking at them or the sun is in the sky because we have a shadow on the ground. So, then you could talk about the reverse of light and get to matter, matter is our light but the reverse of light and as we exist as a substance so does matter. Light is in effect a chemical reaction.

We float off with the clouds and god is our light. Sunny days with wind and racing clouds make the landscape appear surreal. Are we dreaming or did I see the sky today? Leaves, birds and humans alike do not seem to notice the changing light. Birds fly overhead.

 

God is our light

Nicole Page-Smith

God is our light

We are one for god. God is the heavens and all the skies but, also the light. God expands with light. Light is like your limbs growing, shooting and you blossoming with Spring. Spring opens the heavens to the birds and they fly. Flying we know from soaring in thought with them and they nestle in the trees, birds like to call you and are often twittering away to us but we do not listen or even hear them. Birds do appear to be sent by god for some other purpose, we do not understand. Were we birds, we would sing. In appraisal of the Lord above. Twittering and singing in the garden birds do love, Spring. While trees open their leaves, flowers do observe the birds, drinking in the nectar. All in jubilant celebration of the Lord above, God. Our light.