Historias de Weliveforever

An 18 year-old girl named Mia* (i dont like my real name so i used this one) had a brain toumor and only two months to live. Was love all she needed to keep her alive? Or will she die alone? *i dont have a brain toumor and im not 18 i just thought that it would add feels!!!

Lana is seventy-five and a very dear Facebook friend. I've never had the honor of meeting her face to face, but have enjoyed the pleasure of talking with her three times over this last year. She's studied A Course In Miracles for twenty years, I've been a student for fifteen. These beautiful truths are an accumulation of the writings she has sent me. We both know and believe God Is. Who is this God? Let's discuss a Love that Is absolutely perfect. A Love that Is beyond purity, immeasurably magnificent and beautiful, immense total power, all knowing, all seeing, everywhere, outside of time, forever unchanging, cannot conceive of any loss, eternal. Source always gives unlimited joy and contentment and happiness. Totally complete in and of Itself, with a perfect light that extends to all existence. We are a part of this. Forever. Bob

This romance autobiography is an accumulation of over 15 years of writings. I'm 72 and have experienced many wonderful, beautiful, educational, and enlightening moments. I've also endured the dark night of the soul where nothing means anything, all hope is gone, unrelenting loneliness and extremely deep re-occurring depressions. Flip sides of the same coin we call life. I've survived impossible accidents that should have killed me. I've filed bankruptcy twice, loosing half a million dollars of real estate. I haven't had a car in 10 years, rent a furnished apartment and all I own is a cellphone, television, and computer. I've had 20 different careers. Naming a few, I've been a foreman in a steel foundry, automobile salesman, district manager overseeing a 15-million-dollar territory, owner of a television/appliance retail company, store manager responsible for 80 employees, retail manager in the cellular industry, and a dealer for one of the largest casinos in the nation. Some of the wise decisions I thought I was making turned out to be really ridiculous. When writing these down, I wondered how on earth could I have possibly been that stupid. You'll find many that are quite hilarious. I started jotting down thoughts on a cell phone memo pad over 15 years ago. These writings have turned into eighteen manuscripts. An author has the natural talent to paint pictures with words; I do not possess that skill set. Quite by accident, I've developed into a writer. We are entering into an era of magnificent beauty, perfect harmony, perpetual joy, growing wisdom, pure truth, unending peace and unconditional love. You'll read of miracles that I and others have personally witnessed. There are no other logical explanations for what occurred. I've documented everything as accurately as memory permits. Read with an open mind and develop your own conclusions. Our awakening transcendence is occurring now. Bob

The term Christ holds a profound and transformative meaning. It represents our true identity beyond the limitations of the ego and the physical body. In other words, we are not human beings, we are all Christ Beings. Jesus's last name is not Christ, it's Jesus of Nazareth, a man who perfectly and completely understood he was one with Christ. So are you, so am I and so is everyone. Forever. This project is an explanation of two manuscripts I have studied daily and written about for fifteen years. A Course In Miracles by Helen Schucman is in my opinion the most profound and truthful spiritual manuscript ever written. The Disappearance Of The Universe, by Gary R. Renard, is a record of 17 mind-bending conversations that took place over nearly a decade between Gary and two Ascended Masters who materialized before him in 1992. The subject of God is the most mysterious topic in existence. After fifteen years of thinking and writing about this subject, I'm going to attempt and make everything I know simple for you to understand. I'm publishing these manuscripts in a world where the vast majority do not believe in God's existence. At all. Never have, never will, and have absolutely no interest in the subject. Period. Well, what am I to do then, quit writing? My answer to my own question is no. The reason I say this is that I've learned more from my writings than anything else I've ever read. Believe me, in my wildest dreams, I certainly didn't foresee this occurring. Bob

I am God's atheist, a skeptic who finds the Bible's narratives implausible and absurd. The notion that Jesus died for my sins and the concept of Hell seem utterly preposterous. Twenty-one years ago, my wife Mary Jo and I were on our first cruise, celebrating our second honeymoon after twenty years of marriage. Mary Jo was the light of my life, a woman whose laughter could brighten the darkest days and whose kindness touched everyone she met. As we danced, she suddenly collapsed and died at the age of 43. The pressure changes from our flight had dislodged a blood clot, which struck her heart. I watched in utter disbelief as her midsection grotesquely swelled, and a torrent of fluid erupted from her mouth, spraying over ten feet. It was as if a dam had burst within her, unleashing a flood of sorrow and shock that still reverberates through my soul. The absolute insanity of the nightmare I witnessed is still painful to remember. The word surreal somewhat explains the devastation of my world but not adequately enough. With that being said, I've acquired the knowledgeable wisdom that we are entering into an era of magnificent beauty, perfect harmony, perpetual joy, growing wisdom, pure truth, unending peace and unconditional love. Bob