It was not yet dawn, as the young man went about the morning chores of caring for his beloved horses, the fog fresh from the ocean cooling him, as he went about his labors, suddenly a light bulb exploded across his mind like a super nova from the farthest reaches of space. He had had it all backwards; it was not he that is LOVE, it was LOVE that is he, it was not he that is God, it was God that is he.

God had created perfect flaw so that she may experience the feeling of being in LOVE, we are, all creation is God’s perfect imperfection; he laid down in the corral and stared out at the moon and the stars that were now giving way morning sun, resurrecting the day, for now his mind had wandered Infinity long enough, knowing he had an eternity of nows to wander in.

He thought; all his life it seemed that he and the rest the human species have looked out to the infinite unknown and ask, “why am I?” Thinking the infinite would answer them back in some way they could comprehend, with only the wise realizing the answer lies not out there, somewhere, some when, but within in each of us everywhere, always.

Look within yourself; he continued to ponder.

The answer was there within him; find the frequency, the vibration of LOVE within each illusion and there you will find the answer you seek, always the same, but ever changing; just be what LOVE needs you to be and you will be happy, we will be happy…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.” ~ Joseph Campbell

As the world came to end, they feared not for this life they would soon be departing, in fact it was with joy together they faced their imminent unavoidable demise, for they knew beyond all doubt, their LOVE would live eternally on…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“A glorious death would be in my
final breath to take before I die, to hear
one final time on my belovèd’s mouth
the sound of her eternal sigh.” ~ Roman Payne

LOVE is the muse of God inspiring all creation; he mused himself, sitting atop the ragged bluff, starring across the ocean past the horizon into the infinite beyond, it’s waves crashing gently a lullaby of the sea against the rocks far below, the tidal breeze sweet and warm filling his senses, he could almost taste life in every cell of his being; he knew that what he was experiencing was the truth that made the Divine’s heart beat and his final thought as he leapt departing this human illusion: that despite all the suffering and pain he had to endure and overcome, for this moment of eternal reawakening it had all again been worth it, but now, it was time to go home…

To separate the mechanical, functional, aspect of the illusion of being from the spiritual makes as much sense as separating the spiritual from the mechanical; for even the greatest painting takes both the inspiration and vision of the artist, as well as the brush and paint, laid layer upon layer with meticulous loving care for the masterpiece to be given life. It is no different than the meticulous loving care that has gone into the imagining of the God consciousness that brought life to all creation in Infinity, allowing a you and me to imagine to be; thus to think anything can exist in an illusion that does adhere to its laws and rules, is a deficit in understanding and logic that maybe fatal to the being in that illusion; LOVE rules, but each illusion has its own rules of LOVE… LOVE IS BIGGER THAN YOU OR ANY BEING EVER CAN POSSIBLY IMAGINE!

She cries silently inside so that no one can see, a veneer of courage masking an impenetrable sorrow.

She had to be the unfaltering beacon of hope, of faith, of LOVE. Some probably think her mad, others have remembered, broken the spell cast by fear that keeps so many enthralled, ensnared, enslaved, thou they are as seemingly powerless as she to effect real change upon the almost insurmountable challenges humanity has placed ignorantly before themselves.

But her vast melancholy was born not so much for she and her fellow man who so eagerly and with great gusto, choose to greet their certain, imminent demise. No the tears that were drowning her heart are shed for her beloved planet and all life upon it they were making extinct or maiming severely.

The innocence was dead, assassinated and that was more than all LOVE in her spirit could keep her from being overwhelmed by the unyielding despair; a feeling of blue so dark… it was almost black.

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of suicide, in order to experience grace.” ~ Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

LOVE’s cup is eternally overflowing, there to nourish all and yet from it still, too few are drinking.

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Where is your water? Know your garden.” ~ Hopi teaching

Deeper than ever before he laid in the still, silence of his meditation, where the remembering comes piece by piece. Then from the silence came the familiar wordless, soundless voice; all infinite creation is LOVE vibrating at different frequencies, to change the experience of any part creation simply change the frequency of LOVE’s vibration and tune into something new, but know that every illusion in creation has a unique frequency that must be maintained for that illusion to be. Because if some part of that illusion is not in tune or in harmony with the frequency of that illusion the experience will not be one of joy, bliss, peace and unity, but instead one of suffering, pain, discord and isolation.

He thought, as he gazed out from dawn to dusk, sun beaming through the forever blue sky melting into the eternal black of endless space, freckled with the night’s stars; that the experience of becoming aware of one’s true infinite being plays out as cycles of forgetting and then remembering how to feel and allow others feel LOVE; to gain the perspective of Infinity is to feel how the stars dance and sing in the waltz eternity and the choir of forever…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“In the presence of eternity, the mountains are as transient as the clouds.” ~ Robert Green Ingersoll

To imagine living, being without LOVE, is to transform life into an absurd game, that is impossible to win, played only by fools; this is the absurd game, no one is winning and we are being the fools…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Take a look at your natural river. What are you? Stop playing games with yourself. Where’s your river going? Are you riding with it? Or are you rowing against it? Don’t you see that there is no effort if you’re riding with your river?” ~ Frederick Carl Frieseke