Before our world became so soft on emotions.....

We used to want to express what we had worked so hard to put together, then it hit us, why? Really! What is it really going to do in the whole scheme of things in our world? Nothing at all is the truth. I am just a man with a plan and a laptop to print his thoughts and ideas. No one ever even listens to us, unless we wouldn’t shut up, or they took is as challenge to be right and to shut my thoughts down. With that being said, I do have to say, there has been a few that try to understand and care with no place for hate. However, most are not too happy with us in many ways because of our thoughts.

So now let’s tell a joke as I feel like a clown that lives in a world where they say it’s real. Where nothing is wrong until there is a right, or nothing is right until there’s a wrong. Who’s wrong though, who is right? Someone will fill that judgement for you, just give it time. So there are three souls sitting anywhere your mind wants to place them. One is red, one is blue, the other is like a mutt as some would call a mixed dog. It is so many colors, it is so hard to pick one. It’s like a messy rainbow. To add to this group, we will add one for more spice. This soul is pure white with gold details. 

They’re all sitting together talking when the red soul speaks, “Hey you ever hear of The Illumi, the illumina, I can’t say the word right. My bad, but have any of you heard of them? I’ve seen them all over the place, little signs and even on our money. They got a hold of me through Facebook once, it was wild. Well, I would want to believe it was them. They said all kinds of stuff to me and where I could go to get help from them.”  

Then, the laughter was loud among the group. “Hahah, what? Have you hit the pipe again? Were you smoking something in that vape? You back on meth? Wasn’t fifteen years of hell enough? Did you fall down, bro? You have your bracelet on to call for help, man?, said one of the other souls. 

The red soul responds, “Yeah, I hear you. But if they did talk to us, maybe it went something like this; There are many are wealthy, but far fewer with ideas. A person with money can be replaced buy another person with money, but a person with unique ideas, truth seeking and knowledge can never be duplicated. Greatness is not about whom you believe you can still further become. You are the one who has stepped away from millions who see our message but ignore them. You have seen our symbols and haven’t answered our call. Follow the Lit directions that will lead you to Enlightenment in Abundance.  After that was a number and a place they wanted me to go to connect. Or they said ignore. I did speak with someone. They were very kind. As I was worried about my kid’s safety, the connection ended. Looking back at the moment, I wish I would have done what they said. I wonder if I would still be struggling and putting one of my cars back together with three different kinds of duck tape so my kids that I was so worried about can get back and forth from school in a couple of days. Not to mention the winter to come.”

The blue soul couldn’t stop laughing, “Man, really, why would you believe that? Once you do what they say all your babies will be unsafe, are you willing to risk all that for your dream or a thought that you have carried your whole life right or wrong. They are not real. Don’t waste your time.”

The red soul said, ”Okay, bro, they said such nice things, it felt so good. I want to be smart and give my babies all I never had and more. I hated being in the E.D. rooms in school. I hated thinking I was a coach when I as an athlete, not a coach. We are very proud of us for all we are not and our desire to prove it doesn’t matter when your frontal lobe starts to work. You just have to have the drive to keep pushing to grow. Then, we were just made fun, now we understand it is a gift to be unique. In response to that group’s effort to reach out, I played a D.M.X song about God on Facebook, and said thank you, but I was going to continue on my own due to someone else’s fear and my own.” 

The blue soul spoke, “It’s all about God only, there is no other way. Only the Bible can speak the truth. Put that thought away, forget what you feel in your soul. Only do as you’re told, by the mass that were taught to you by man that says they represent God. Just read the bible until you find your truth. God will show it to you when he is ready, not when you are.” 

“That is true, yes.” said one of them over speaking the two other souls. Silence fell over the group for a moment. Nothing was spoken. 

Then the mutt spoke up, “See you at church Sunday or is it Saturday? No worries, a church will pop up and tell which one is right. Heck, I knew a guy that didn’t eat meat for seven years because the church group he was attending said he couldn’t eat pig or hooved feet. Really no meat at all, he went straight vegetarian, which is cool if you want. But not out of fear to not go to heaven. That it was a sin to our God. Ok, sounds good, right. Then for six years he watched those same people eat every animal under the sun on a holiday once a year. Until that seventh year on their seventh day rolled along. On that day, the world would change again. His old friend Tagalong was waiting on a hood of the car when they spoke. He ate meat, not because it was right or wrong, but because he wanted too. It would be his choice, not someone else, so that they felt better as they used to pick and choose what was right. Then, many years later, when he did his own checking and found hooved feet are also humans. That makes more, sense in my thoughts as there were no stores then or no market gas station to be found. There is a story though about a pig herder, you catch that? So sorry if, longfoot, which in the world of 2022  means human meat, it makes more sense in my mind that the Bible was telling people to stop eating each other not pigs. Sorry but doesn’t that make more sense, nah why would it? My bad. Someone help me figure out the rules around this world, because they seem to change to fit anyone with power.” 

“Someday things will all come together.”, the voice spoke, and again everyone stopped speaking as silence fell over them all. 

As we have said before, we are 3 in 1. We just had a guest. Get it?

About that text I received, it said, “Well, after thinking about your message, you are correct in a sense. We are all a form of Job. We are all tested daily by both blessings and curses. How we handle each is weighted by God. So think God bless the righteous and the unrighteous and curse the wicked. God does not set out to do that. The Bible says he brings rain to the righteous and unrighteous alike. Rain can be a blessing, or it can be a curse, as you have experienced in your own storm, and I have in mine. Rain is only a tiny example. Matttew 5:43-47 says “You have heard what has been said, you shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy. But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you. Do good to those that hate you, and pray to those that spitefully use you and persecute you. That you maybe sons of your Father in heaven, for he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.” I recently took my final exam on Job. I passed it, I still have to write an essay on the book of Job. I hope to write it tonight. I hope the helps you.” 

After reading the text, it hit me. Whether I saw the blue figure or not when I was a kid is all whatever, right? Just as the things the souls were talking about, right? Then, if that is the case, what am I or we really doing? Are we really helping by pointing out things so can feel smart and get Father’s approval? I feel we think we are, but what is the price that I am paying or making others pay with my actions. For an approval that I will not find from man, as my father Dr Allen James Tagliaferri is long dead on this Earth. I wrote in our book I thought he was with me. That he said he was sorry for leaving me behind that day in Anaheim, when I was born on January 10th 1972. My parents were swingers so to come out with blond hair and beautiful blue eyes, was not what an eastern man with dark skin, tight cut hair black, with very strong hands, wants to see and hold.

I remember looking up at him with my eyes that were looking right through his soul. Then I remember him putting me back down wrapped in white with my little hat, a kind nurse had put on my head. I felt his strong hands slowly let go of us as we were laid back down. I just stared at him, he was my god. He made me, then he shook his head and said something to my grandma. Then he walked away. When I closed my old eyes and remember, I can only see the back of his head and him slowly going away. I laid there trying to talk. I wanted to move, but I couldn’t. I wanted to say, don’t go, dad. Instead, all the world heard was me screaming. 

In some ways, nothing has changed. Also, when I met him again and the world had changed, and he knew I was of him. Well, in the one meeting I was informed within five minutes of us meeting I was to call him Allen or Al not Dad. I only saw him twice in life for maybe 3 hours tops. Then a man that has seen me at my worst, knows of all the stories of our path of hell on Earth, only to send me that text. It made us take a seat back and realize this mess has been about the loss of a father or a desire to finally have one. Either way, I sit with my cat on my lap and tears rolling down my face. Blessed be and God bless for this is the last time we write about this mess. Next blogs will be about the amazing area that has given an old crazy man life. It has given my babies a home with many amazing souls all around. For I am so blessed he walked away, I just never knew it. It’s hard when your mind is still stuck back in 1972 blocks away from Disneyland, is where my hell began. 2022 in Angola, Indiana or should I say Aton from 1830, is where I have found peace, but won’t let it be. 

Wait, I want to point one more thing out. A man said once that Aton was not of God and that the town was the devil seat. Well I am going to prove him wrong as my family tried then accept to do that all I have to do is stop. Live and allow the souls of are great to handle his lies, as our town and areas are amazing. They have given me, my family, and life where I could not find that across our great country that we have traveled. The word would be called repent. Which means change your ways or mind. In biblical context,it means to stop doing your way and do things God’s way. 

Well, time to feed my birds that come to my yard and play. I don’t need or want to search for anything anymore. Just vent and speak of what comes to mind in a positive way. There are amazing souls all around us. We have to change our thoughts. Before I would say all of you are a waste of meat and that we wear deodorant only to hide that we are rotting away. So glad I truly don’t feel that way, anymore. I did once before because of my pain. My bad, thank you. Blessed be and God bless. Thank you for your time. Peace.