Hear God's Voice
God said:
Hear Me. You believe in apparitions. All of the people in your life, no matter how dear and real to you, were and are apparitions. You thought you saw them. You knew them by your senses. Their hearts touched your heart. You held their hands. They nourished you, or they didn’t nourish you. You heard their sweet voices or their rough voices, their touch, gentle or whatever it was. There is no question that these apparitions from the past meant a lot to you and mean a lot to you now. You remember them, and your heart continues to be assuaged by your thoughts of them wherever they may be. In any case, they become sad memories to you, whether they are still on Earth or in Heaven. Even long-lasting memories are fleeting.
People were always so real to you. They are real to you now even as you glimpse they are figures in a dream. The dream is still here. You believe in what was perpetrated upon you in a dream, so real-seeming it was and still is to you. The dream holds you in a vise, and your heart aches one way or the other. You hold to the dream. You set it before you time and time again. You feast on the beauty of the dream or the irksomeness of it. The past dreams are very much upon you even as daily new ones rush in or creep in, whatever the case may be.
If you live in a prison, this is naught but dream. If you live in a castle, this also is a dream. All of this in the wilderness or in a high-rise is a mere dream that you blink at and believe in mightily.
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