What the hell is going on around here? What the hell is literal. It's literally hell over there, not here, around here. Old time. Weak Daze. Spell Ing. Curse Ive. Good Mourning SIR, WAKE up why don't you so you can die in the MOURNing. What kind of absurd condition is being programmed? Be careful to not judge — cause then you have closed your mind to the wonderful amusement and curiosity hell brings to the table of polarity.

Take this for example — just the other day I was teetering in old time, at the dump, a landfill, very old time, classic old time. A marvelous place a landfill is. So many things to fill the land with and God didn't think of random pieces of trash but God did think of trees. So did this innocent man, except if he was thinking, he didn't quite have God's artistic talent, as he pulled up with his truck and trailer bed full of tree limbs. Only 300ish yards away, the tree line.

With delight I watched myself slip into judgment — old time behavior — as he emptied the tree limbs into the landfill. See, he filled the land just like God. Then a massive amazing truck with huge treadmills came and with its gigantic plow smashed the tree limbs into plastic and all the other wonderful pieces of trash and debrief. What a sight to behold.

Now tell me hell isn't an amusing place. Surely, you may be thinking, well, come on newtimenewdictionary.com — this isn't a war zone. It's just a guy WAR KING. People aren't being killed. No one is being assaulted or dare I say it, no kids are being raped or molested; now that is super hell, and it's a tough one to exit judgment on those conditions, BUT that is the point. HELL is just as mundane as it is catastrophic. And if you're judging me for writing this then welcome to hell. And if I'm judging you for being upset by any words then boom — bipolar relationship established — welcome to hell again.

So, I came home and ate an avocado that was probably sprayed with pesticides and had heavy metals rained on it cause THEY poison everything in hell and then I, as I am not composting in current living arrangement, did basically the same thing as our innocent man above — I threw the avocado peel in the trash. Probably for it to end up in a landfill.

Wait! So, then I don't judge myself. Do I strive to shift my behavior, absolutely. Going in circles of judgment and shame gets us nowhere. The time is now. They are you and we are they until the paradox is recognized, stepped away from, and entered into the TRINITY. View the paradox. Get curious to really — what the hell is going on?

And next time you say hell yeah — try out HEAVENS YES, and feel the Angels descend and embrace you with Love. Language is the spelling. Power lies in the words. The frequency. Your vibration. It's a choice in every moment. Your presence is a present.

And anyways — is there any other time than now?