I see this proceeding on your behalf. Not that I don't have a lot invested here. It is my story, afterall. My fortitude is my faith, and the legend of being on my game in this first test toward the sun. Here is the basic review. When we last met, there was upon arrival.... the wonderful return to the magic land. Whatever the intermittent term and trial of time...I have deep connections to the history of my past.

This is the land of when_ before my most fraudulent review was the extraordinary issue of a mind that saw what wasn't there. All things possible became the enlightened vein of contact, and I was truly swayed and swerved into contact with the most extraordinary council of claims. I believed on the greater nature of possibilities being under the purview of the enlightened masters who regarded my service as the void and the passion that was had....and once fallen...was severed, whence I became quite ordinary. Safely won to my loss.

My relapse into common faire and unfevered disposition... coincided with adulthood and the purpose driven life, but once upon a time I had gone insane with tactical matters that saw me as savior of the world, and I don't know that the claim is of any purpose, but to repose the actions of faith and practicality, that took place.

Once upon a time I believed in some quite extraordinary way, that I was contacting the vision of a life that would heal the whole planet, because alive within me was a secret place that without my ever knowing_ would not still be there_ if it hadn't at one time been a comfort and a home for the pleasure of my ordinary soul's divine purpose.

So as you may see my escape was both the dearth and the refrain of one who wanted to escape. I needed to mellow out and this was without drugs, and when I became involved in the recreational sacraments it only came to be a much bigger thrall and sprawling review of chaos and the imagined face. More lost than found, I came undone.

My escape was through the corpus callosum. This was just written__ not knowing that_ that was how it came to be, but then I google the 'corpus callosum', and come up with the evidence of routing factors that fill the purpose of the page to the review of the facts. For even as my simple understanding is not intellectually sound; It is with a purpose that comes only from faith that I would reveal the process of becoming even on the simplest path.

It is in the manner of our actions that we take place. And even as I fall_far afield of my ignition I am growing in my review and progress toward outcomes believed to favor the truth and resoundingly, I am subscribing to faith in my main engines.

I write from the heart and with a dearth of fear and the new contract with my actions, I am determined to pursue results that yield vision of solitude with a purpose of committment and the working out_ of the means__ to determine the course ahead. There are no salvation formations of fortitude...Taken like a pill.

I believe on and in our Lord Jesus Christ, because I choose to recognize the one clear and revolutionary way and truth that countermands all other man-ual attempts to subject man to earthly rule.
We are men and women seeking truth,and not...a determination of our future_ based on the fortune of confused choices. I do not claim a lack of missteps and puposeless practice, but I am coming to the strength of the stretch run, and my purpose is availing itself of the one true nature of Heaven. It is within us to be of the Lord and to intuit our road by the ears and the hand of our foorwork, eyes walking the path ahead knowing the footing is grounded in faith and practice.

So, as you have read...in whatever I do ...I am just a step away from the thin veil of the _what if it is true? I now believe on the simple practice and persuasion of believing in what you say. I hear your words and know that I am listening to you, and hopefully I am writing the answers of my faith in our transaction... as a furtherance of the transpondence of truth. Not what I said, but what I believed was the reason and the purpose of our being in contact. Remembering as I speak...what it was_ I heard. The empathy of transmission_growing in the lightness of being and change. The practice of the presence of God in the daily activities of living in this world.

As a practical matter...This document needs to end for tonight, but it has_ in a different way moved the ball forward, because even as I once lived in an unimagined, impractical world of not knowing. I am used, too.

Once upon a time... Even as I hardly believed anyone would think me sane...I never sulleyed the path_ by presenting_It...My changing atmospheres_ for review as a mongrel faith. I waited my whole life to come back and believe wholly and completely on the one original and true religion of God's purpose on the planet. Would that I had greater knowledge and not accidental conclusions, but I believe my purpose is sound and that I will acquire through study and prayer the beginning and then the middle and finally the end of where I am to go from here. It is in the end...an act of faith to even appear as myself. TR____See!