I sit still. 

A moment passed by in my mind, but the artificial communications shriek. The The clock; says an hour has passed by. 

I’ve learned to stop questioning what is, I’ve stopped questioning reality.

 Lies. 

Although my human mind doesn’t fully grasp the entire weight of what we call reality, although it has witnessed momentary revelations of God’s Knowledge. 

If I could intellectualize what the spirit has shown me and deduce it to mere human language, it would feel like I’d be mocking the Holy Spirit, blasphemy. 

But what I can do is use parables, just as my Messiah used parables.

My mind sees itself as nothing more than a processor. 

It receives information from outside itself, and what it is that downloads depends on how well the processing goes… 

Whether it is filtered or whether it is raw. 

Raw download is almost impossible to translate with human understanding, so the only proper interpreter is the Holy Spirit. 

And the Holy Spirit will give us the ability to translate, interpret, and discern that which the spirit decides to reveal to us. 

I promise, but there is only one requirement, FAITH.

Not everyone understands the Holy Spirit, and that is only because they  can’t understand. 

Are we able to interpret into our human consciousness what the spirit is saying , are we allowing the spirit to change us?

 Or are we taking back control and falling back into our own power while self-righteously judging others, which completely drives the Holy Spirit far away…?