This astonishing demo of a new wearable RT information interface is astonishing - assuming this is close to doable, putting aside the need for some "apple-design lab" packaging, you can feel the "future coming" in a profound way viewing this new product/solution
Inside the Pearly Gates...If you are good,
this is where you will end up,
otherwise -the devil is always available
Monday, April 6, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
How do you get to Heaven?
Go behind the pearly gates.
Hear from God directly.
Learn the Truth.
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We are going to get to the bottom (or top) of this issue one way or another.
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Where is Heaven?
How do I get there?
What if I did something wrong?
Can I really be forgiven?
What if I picked the wrong road and just got lost?
Can I change my mind? Try another path?
Is there hope? Am I doomed?
Are we are all doomed? Is the End Near?
Maybe there is nothing at all? Then, what do I do?
Are there really space aliens?
What are we going to do if they land and walk among us?
Would they save us? Would they destroy us? Have they been here all along?
Am I the reincarnation of a spirit that actually lives outside my body on another plane?
How can I go to the place where this spirit came from?
Did I really choose to come back as me?
So many questions.
Are we all talking about the same, or are there really many types of Heaven?
How did we ever get this lost?
We are seeking to find people that know the answers to these questions, and bring their stories to you.
We believe the truth is out there...
Monday, February 23, 2009
The Last Picnic
In the summer heat and wind off Lake Michigan,there was a force that laid hands on the soon to be departed, about to be carried away to his internal self, after his Last Picnic provided nourishment for the journey he was about to begin. He turned and told me how to find the Lord, if only would seek Him out, He would be there for me. The light of God on the head of the already fallen.
Leaves blew past gently and then there was silence. He was gone.
Hand-tinted black and white photograph © by Bennett Hall July 1976, Chicago
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