Tuesday 2 August 2022CE, attempt to make it to Moree..

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Up at 6:30, dress, pack, and breaky about 7am. 

John and Janey have treated me like their nephew.

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Janey has packed me another scrummy lunch, and given me a little packet of her home cooked biscuits. 

John said "Walk without your trolley today and I'll put solid tyres/wheels on the back (leave the good spare), and drop it to you in Moree!" Wow! How good is that!

So John dropped me where he picked me up from yesterday arvo, about 25km from Moree. It is foggy here on the road this morning:

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Did a U-ey, 

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and drove back to their farm near Bellata to fix the trolley, and bring it, near the end of the day, to Moree.

Wow. Part of an amazing suppot crew I never booked! How beautiful to see creative love creating it, and forming it. I'm really enjoying working with creative love's team! Thank you.

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A mate rang over breaky. I rang him back when I got on the road. Good time talking.

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I got to the 2 hr mark, but a couple of vans were beside the picnic tables I would have put my feet up at, and my mate was on the phone to me, so I walked on. Then meditated on  creative love, using Psalm 97 as my bouncing board, while I walked, and had a break at a spot that appeared, about 5km out.

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John rang, and is coming to Moree, with my trolley. He suggested I at least visit and sit in the artesian hot pools. So I'll try to get there before John gets to town.

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Then it's off to the home of a friend of a friend of a friend, who has said I can stay there for the night.

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OLD TO NEW WORLD VIEW

Despite that science tells us "This world is

not what it seems on outside, to the feel,

with layers upon layers forming things",

I still believe that our ol' world is real.

Our scientific story tells us that

despite what we all see here (think we "know"),

there's layers of "community" which mat

together, and which interleave.. (quite so):《1》

Inside, within each body, making up

the living ones, are individu'l "cells",

or living creatures that can be corrupt-

ed, or combined to make a host where dwells

the multicelled "community" we see

that's planted right before us "on" (or "in")

our ground of being. Even you and me.

And these can be disrupted or can win!

The ways that these communities would seize

things 'round about to aid their tiny parts,

to work together: shelter, feed, and ease

their life, to bring a thriving from their starts,

are called in this Our world "to feed", & "clothe

and shelter", self or fam'ly, other lives.

The old words from Our world that covered both

are "love", & then there's "peace"- which meant "life thrives".

But smaller yet, each body that exists,

of rocks, or gasses, animals or plants;

(and irrespective of "life" tagged to its

existence as an entity, per chance..)

is made of smaller atoms, molecules,

or other things that kind of are like "seas".

But smaller yet (these aren't just words of fools)

are forces "circling", balancing with ease.

Where either particles or waves "impart"

existence to those higher levels too.

But here we haven't even made a start

on bigger things, like Galaxies and U-

ni-verse, or other categ'ries rehearsed,

like Supernova, Nebulae, and Giants,

Dwarves, and other stars that shoot and burst,

to cook up compounds, elements and ions

from which all of the rest can start to "be".

Invisible dimensions in this way

we start to understand, and maybe "see"

within our "mind's eye" - as they used to say.

But still our story makes more sense, or less

of all dimensions we've encountered here,

since we were born - to order and to mess,

with this ol' world. - And this is where I cheer

myself as I move on, and others too.

The world we "started" in, that let us learn

about dimensions and these worlds that you

have just now been reminded of, don't spearn!

The story that's apparent: God made this

whole world with more dimensions than you'd poke

at with a stick, does not seem so remiss

and starts to look less like it was a joke!

"The best is yet to come", as AA found

in fact, through living in this re-al world.

And there's a higher power hanging round

to see if we would reach out and be curled

within the love of biggest Dad, or Mum,

and let the Great Creator's fam-il-y

look after us and grow us, and then some..

towards more of a nature that is free

to love back, as we have ourselves been loved.

And that's why most religions in this world

admire, and think good-life was surely gloved

within the life, that we have mostly hurled

our insults at, and blamed him for our faults

and misdemeanours, laziness, and such.

It's him I would commend to you. Us dolts,

we killed the model human God loved much -

the second Adarm (and would kill his Eve,

that God brings from him while he's "not around").

In jealousy and ignorance, we'd weave

a net to catch them yet, like beasts been found

and named. So if you ask me to I'll tell

the story of the glory of God "THERE",

who loves his kids, and wants them to do well,

take on creative love, and learn to share.

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《1》 physically enact this by interleaving the fingers from each hand with those of the other

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