Beautiful Life

The beautiful early autumn mornings as winter draws nearer and nearer are filled with the crisp cold fresh air and the sounds of the sombre beautiful bird songs which echo through time. Nature settles down for winter and prepares for the oncoming Frost.

The days are short and sweet and the night is long and romantic. The coseyness of the orange glow of firelight and the low moon lighting up the skies as old man moon glows upon the world. Soon his glow shall sparkle on the frosty fields and trees.

How I adore the trees covered with snow, How I embrace the fields of white as I pass through the countryside. The closed gate of a farmers field and beyond the fence is natures most dangerous friend of snow glowing white in the cold night.

The cold brings a magic wind and memories of childhood. I remember gazing out of my window as a boy watching the snow. Hoping it will snow upon snow upon snow. I remember the magic of peeping out the window just for a glimpse of father Christmas. The magic of Father Christmas comes from within the faith he installs within us all.

Nothing in life is joyless. When you experience your last few breaths of life you realize everything in life was beautiful says the spirits. The whisper amongst the trees is life is beautiful and ancient and majestic.

There is no greater liberator of the mind and soul for gratitude. We arrived here in this world after our journey against millions of other sperm cells to our mothers womb. We are special, unique and the chosen ones – the ones who was blessed to see life and beauty and knowledge and wisdom through the short spell of beautiful life we travel through. Life was an advanced intelligence even before birth.

Life is a mystery, a gift and a goddess. Life is a beautiful creation. Those who say life is an accident need to look at the miracles which exist within their children’s eyes.

Through the cold fresh winter morning streets is kindness, compassion and humanity through out the people. There is kindred dreams and wishes through out the people of humanity. There is a world we share together in this time of which we must leave a beautiful world of peace, acceptance and kindness for our children to grow strong and stable and happy.

There is nothing more cruel, calm and deceptive than early cold winter mornings in nature, but nature gives us truths and the truth is the cruel cold winter brings a warmth from people and a togetherness and an atmosphere. It brings romance and golden times and memories. It gives us uncertainty and the reminder of the love we have for others who face the cruelty and danger of winter as they set off into the colds and the snows.

I love the feeling of covering my mouth and nose with a scarf which also covers my neck as I brave the cold and it keeps me warm and I can feel my warm breath.

Beautiful life is the most precious and beautiful of all gifts. There is beauty within everything. There is beauty from sunrise to sunset. From person to person. From conception to death.

I dont know exactly how many Summers and Winters I have left, but I must enjoy them all, I must respect the blessing I was given and face the danger and romance of life head on and go into the storms and the snowstorms happy and free of mind and soul because – Within everything – is beautiful life

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The Brexit Crisis

Theresa May has betrayed the votes of 17.4 million people and sent Brexit into chaos and almost brought it to a halt. The deal she has agreed is not leave at all. It is the worse deal that doesn’t suit leave or remain. Now is the time for Theresa May to resign.

The woman has brought shame and scandal and difficulties upon Britain and she has totally lost all support from the whole of the country. She has faced the media saying leave means leave while backstage extending the deal to stay longer, pay more money in and make leave be as good as remain in deals. Her outcomes and answers have pleased nobody and she has wounded Brexit significantly. She has failed to deliver anything. There is no way out for Theresa May now. She is in political checkmate.

She must go now for the sake of Britain. She must leave and walk away as a failure and allow somebody to save this country of ours. The longer she stays then the more we stay in the EU and her deal if it was passed through would completely destroy the United kingdom. It would be decimated with another Scottish referendum and seperate countries with borders in between will happen. This cannot be allowed to be. This is our Britain and she is sinking it into the English channel.

Never before has Britain been in such a mess politically and the eyes of the world are upon Britain once again as shambles and darkness covers British politics.

Theresa May wished to remain in the EU and is twisting the deal and making it to be a remain deal as much as possible which posing as a leave vote in the eyes of the media. Her deal is a compromise she claims but there is no compromise. The leave voters wanted to leave the EU 100% and the remain voted wanted to stay in. A compromise will not suit the wishes of either ideology. It makes both worse off overall.

Her deal will never get past Parliament as it is a betrayal of all the people who voted leave and is a deal to as good as remain but remain poorly and worse off than before. Britain is plunging towards a no deal.

Even if Brexit wasn’t to happen now and Britain remained in the EU – this is not the glorious way to remain the remain camp would of wanted and the shambolic mess Theresa May has created has turned everybody against her. If Britain was to remain it would be to remain by farce,shambles and corruption rather than people power.

She is far too weak to see Brexit through and what she has done is make an enemy of both the leave and remain voters. Her time as Primeminster must now end. She has been a catastrophic failure and now she must face a political sword. There is surely no way back for her now.

The woman cannot run a country. I dont think she could even run a Bath.

But the true man to blame is David Cameron. The man who caused all the chaos with no plan then abandoned ship.

If it wasn’t for Brexit then non of us would truly of seen the corruptions and tricks and deceptions of the British establishment and their attempts to lead people to what they want and where they want to be.

The battle between Britain and the EU seems of to been won by the EU. Britain has failed to deliver the true result of a democratic vote and its leaders since the EU referendum have kneeled before EU leaders many times almost seeking forgiveness. There has been no true attempt to deliver Brexit almost two years later. Not once has Britain attempted to stand firm and look the EU in the eye and told them firmly that – we are leaving.

People have lost total faith in the government and I cannot see there being a heal or a sudden solution to the Brexit crisis and this divide and anger will continue.

I can imagine a revolution in Britain and where groups of people get behind one leader and a figurehead they believe in and support that persons revolution and rebellion.

The Conservative party is in absolute chaos. Surely their reputation has never been so shattered in many many years.

The last two years have been a disaster for the conservatives ever since May remained in government in the generel election. The country has been unstable since.

The Conservatives are a group of people where only money matters and people do not. They are group where they benefit and work to please the rich and the poor do not matter. In fact the everyday people are just in the way of their end goal to be as rich as sin.

When a government doesnt act in accordance with the will of the people and does what it wants then it is not democracy but a rogue government.

So whatever happens next and the pantomine continues – once things for sure – it is only going to get worse before it gets better….

The Joy of Peace

In life there is one thing most people want and desire but rarely get – peace.

Is it not time now in the world for people to let peace reign and all four corners of the world and all people be given the oppurtunity to find peace?

Is it now time for everyone to bask in amnesty and be given the luxury to be able to go to bed safe knowing they are not in danger and that them and their families can go about life safe and happy with no danger and that their children can grow in a world where they are happy and given the chance to grow old and achieve their dreams and be all that they can be?

In life we all have a short window of life of which we are granted a beautiful blessing and an unknown amount of years by nature to make the most of the time we have got. Should we let nature take its course and allow all people to enjoy the years they have?

Now is the time we must end all wars and end all hate and murder and bombs and be wise and decide to let peace flow over mankind. Now one knows what is round the corner in life. So we should support each other in our path through life instead of seeking to kill needlessly.

One day if we face an advanced intelligence such as God or aliens… And we are asked – ‘Why didn’t we help each other?’ what will we truly say? Why are we blind not to see the greatness and the fragile shortness of life we are given?

There is little time to waste.There is little time to hate.There is only enough time to spread kindness and help people progress.

We must remember the bad deeds we do bring bad consequences. The hate we spread is toxic… But peace and love are more wonderful and eternal and memorable and unique. It makes life worth living and makes your time on Earth and in life much more pleasant and helps create a paradise within you and all those around you.

We all desire peace and everyone on Earth desires it for their families. No one wishes to see loved ones killed in violent acts after all dont we all suffer enough through natural enemies?

Peace is wonderful, joyful and brings calm to the soul. Peace is rare and harder to achieve – thats what makes peace beautiful.

Life is short, sweet and temporary – lets spread freedom and peace and allow the world to live happy being the unique people they are.

Lest we Forget….

World war one – Where millions of people lost their lives and was the bloodiest time in world history.

I applaud all them brave men who charged the battle field knowing death stared them in the face. They are true heroes. They charged through muck and bullets seeing friends and comrades fall. They charged seeing bodies everywhere and knowing they might never see home and loved ones again while fighting in a war that was not of their own.

They gave their lives for people and freedom and for all of us today to live the way we do – free. They risked everything and was mighty brave. I applaud them heroes. I applaud the war dead. I am proud of them and forever grateful for the sacrifice them brave lads made for us. They are forever heroes.

Where would we be without them? They did it for us to be free and live free without fear. They stormed the Somme and Flanders fields and horrible war zones to protect their way of life and for the loved ones at home. These poor brave boys and men would of been sat in the trenches wishing they were at home safe covered in mud. But they fought on for the world to live free. They never gave up. They are heroes and nothing less.

I cannot even begin to imagine ever being in their situation. It is an unbearable thought and I hope this never happens again. The horrors and the heroes of this war and of this battle should forever be told. It should forever be a reminder of the worse and best of humanity in one place at the same time. It should be a reminder that it can never happen again.
Bombs fell and deadly gas forms thrown and bullets flying through the air but still they never gave up and never lost heart. If there was ever a place which reflected hell surely it was the Somme. Death everywhere and blood flowing like rivers. How these men kept going is beyond me.

Onwards they fought on, forwards they ran on, through the hell on Earth warzone of the somme, the true heroes of world war one.

We must remember the brave horses who rode into battle and never returned. They are heroes and played a part in history and in our fight for freedom.

I applaud them true heroes.

Lest we forget….

The Witch in the Underground

This is the story of a thief and his encounter with a Witch on the underground in London.

‘I rode across Westminster Bridge quickly as I had just been involved in a violent assault of a woman not far from Westminster Abbey. My mind was fuelled with evasion and detection and headed down towards the underground. It was late at night and I had to get to Tower Hamlets. I was a wanted criminal for many crimes. Often attacks and muggings of young women.

I rode fast on a stolen moped knowing the police would be searching for it. Then before me out of the darkness came a shape of a woman. She was carrying a large bag with her. I took my chance and as I drove past I snatched the bag and drove off. I sensed the woman had fell to the ground. I abandoned the moped round the corner and ran to the underground.

I entered the train carriage and it was empty. I began making my way through the train and sat down with the large bag I had stolen.

There was no one else on the train and I began to open the bag. The contents surprised me. There was a small shovel covered in mud, a crystal ball, a strange bag wrapped up and a book. I opened the book and on the opening page it said ‘Mary Sabden’. Every page was a book of recipes and spells of some sort of magic. I read them and laughed at who this idiot Mary Sabden was and her strange interests.

Then I opened the strange bag. The contents was disturbing. Within the small bag folded up was – fingers.

I paused and looked. They was definitely real human fingers….

I looked around to see if anyone else was there. There was no one.

Then I heard someone speak to me…

Hello Samuel said a woman.

I turned to see a young beautiful woman sat opposite me. She wore a Hood and had long dark hair.

A little shining light passed through a pentagram necklace she wore almost like a lightning bolt.

The train was now in full flow.

A strange wind seemed to blow her hair but the wind seemed to only effect her presence and nowhere else.

Who are you? I asked.

I am the owner of that bag. Those are my fingers I have gathered for my spells She said.

Why have you got fingers? Who do they belong to? I asked shocked.

I got them from the cemetry. She said.

I am the new victim of you she said laughing evil at me.

Then her face changed to the woman I had just attacked before I stole the bag. The woman near Westminster Abbey.

Or am I your last victim? Her hair was now blonde and her appearance changed completely to another girl.

She began to cry and use a different voice. A voice of the other woman.

How could you attack me like that? Why? What harm did I do to you? She said crying.

Her face was horrific with bad cuts and bruises all over her face where I had attacked her. Blood poured from her nose.

Then began tears of blood.

She stood up and came over to me. Before me stood my previous victim. Then she pointed at me.

Lightning passed through my body and I felt paralysed.

Revenge revenge for all your victims is upon you. Now is the time for you to be the victim and for you to face fear and feel so weak and powerless just like you did with all them women. She roared.

I fell to the floor and began to crawl. I couldn’t reach my knife. I turned and looked up at her. She grabbed the bag and put the fingers in it. She held the book and the pages began to turn and stopped on a page. She looked at it and chanted a spell.

‘Many faces show many horrors and evil of a mans past, shall return to haunt him one by one at last’ she said.

Her face flashed through all the faces of my previous victims. The lights in the carriage began to flicker.

I raced into the next carriage but there was nobody there. I turned and paniced and pressed the alarm but it didn’t work. I could hear invisible children crying on certain seats. Sobbing in fright and sadness. But there was no one there.

I seen a silhouette of a person coming through the doors into this carriage. The woman entered again and then her face turned into my mother. She grinned at me and spoke in my mothers voice.

Samuel, Samuel I hate you Samuel. I wish I had never given birth to you. You are a pathetic waste of skin. She came close and dug her nails into my skin and began scratching me deeply.

The look in my mums face was of severe anger and hatred and almost demonic.

I can see a future for you Samuel, you will burn, burn she said.

Never had I seen such hatred in my mothers face.

I brought you into this life and I shall take you out of this life she said angrily. Her eyes glew red and she attacked me like a demonic monster.

Mum look I am sorry. Mum honest I am sorry. I said.

I am a woman Samuel, your mother is a woman would you like it if someone attacked her? She said angrily.

Then she returned to the original witch. She grinned at me.

What have you done with my mother? I asked.

She lifted up her top and in her belly my mums face pushed through her skin screaming.

Samuel help me she screamed through the skin.

My sisters face appeared screaming in horror and my nieces face.

Help us Samuel they all screamed in horror.

The witch grinned and lowered her top.

Please let them go please dont harm them I beg you. I said.

But Samuel they are merely women. Powerless weak women like the ones you attacked. Did you care what their families think or feel? She said.

No no I am sorry. Please I am sorry. I begged.

Perhaps I should keep your nieces soul. Afterall what was it you said to your victim while her child was with her when you attacked her and her child? She said.

Oh yes… There is nothing more irritating and annoying than other peoples children, the more time you spend with the little creatures – the more you want to strangle them. She repeated Samuels words from a crime he commited.

I quite agree with you she said smirking. She grabbed the crystal ball from her bag and held it and it began to glow and shot a light across the whole carriage.

When I could see again Mary Sabden wasn’t there.

The carriage went silent for a second. Then behind me at the other end of the carriage I heard the sound of sobbing.

I turned and sat on one of the seats was a young girl of about 8 years old.

I slowly approached her and she continued to cry.

Are you OK? I asked.

She looked at me crying.

No I am not OK she said.

What’s the matter? What’s happened? I asked.

She looked at me crying.

Because of you I cannot be born. I am your unborn daughter. But I can never experience life now. Never. She screamed crying.

Fright filled my body again.

Why cant you be born? Yes you can. I said.

I cannot Daddy. You see I cannot be allowed to be born to a monster like you. To a man who hurts children and women. You dont like women Daddy and I one day will be a woman. You could hurt me. She said.

I looked at her shocked and scared.

I would never hurt a child of mine. I said.

What if someone hurt me, just like you hurt women maybe there are more of your kind? She said.

Unless you change your ways I will never be born. Not to a monster like you’ she said.

Then the carriage door opened and a man entered with anger in his face. His eyes glew red and he looked at the girl. He grabbed her by the hand and dragged her off the seat towards the carriage door.

Daddy help me. A bad man has got me. Help me. A bad man like you to others. She screamed.

I tried to stop her but it was too late. I was powerless to help her. He put her under his arm aggressively and left through the doors.

I closed my eyes and then opened them. Before me sat a black cat which hissed at me demonically. The cat then bit me hard on the hand and ran off.

Then the witch returned before me.

All this can end if you do the right thing…. She said.

She sat down next to me.

Who are you? What do I need to do? I asked.

I am Mary Sabden. I am a witch and belong to a witches coven. I practice in black magic and the occult and possess knowledge from the demons.

I never knew people like you exist. I said.

I was born to evil, evil is just my way of life and it is all I have ever known. Unlike you Samuel who chose evil. That is much much worse. You can stop all this by doing the right thing.

Then she dissapeared.

The train came to a halt at my station. I looked at the open door and ran quick onto the station. I found the nearest phone and rang my mum.

It rang and rang… Then she answered.

Mum, mum are you OK? I asked.

Yes I am fine why? She asked.

Luckily all my family was fine and had experienced nothing that evening.

The next call I made was to the police to hand myself in….

After many years I never commited another crime… But the cat bites still remained….

A meeting with a Vampire

This is the story of a policeman in London in 1994 and his encounter with a Vampire.

‘It was approaching Halloween and the nights was going cold and the nights was drawing in over London. There had been an increase in the deaths of young people in London found with strange markings on their bodies such as puncture marks to certain parts. So the belief was that a cult was on the rise in England.

I thought little of it until one certain night when I was doing a night shift. I had been sent to investigate a disturbance close by and the sound of a man screaming.

I arrived at the scene in my police car and got out to investigate. I headed down an alleyway and came out on a remote industrial area outside a small warehouse. The time was round about 3am. I flashed my torch everywhere and suddenly seen a man lying on the floor in pain. Stood over him was a figure with a Hood and as I flashed my torch it lit up the face of a woman and her eyes glew blood red and she moved away quick. I flashed my light around and there was no one around.

The man got to his feet and quickly stumbled off in shock covered in blood. I asked him if he was ok and he nodded but got in his car parked across road and drove away.

I heard a noise behind me and the sounds of someone whispering. I set off down the path further into the remote area.

The moon shone a little helping me see and a shadow was cast. A woman flew towards me at speed knocking me over. I got up quick but my torch had rolled away. The woman came again and threw me across the yard far.

I seen her and she moved in a flash. There was long dark hair coming out of her black hood and the moon made her look pale.

I got my baton out to protect myself but she attacked me non stop and I dropped my baton to the floor.

She grabbed hold of me by my neck and lifted me up with one hand.She had some immense strength. She was almost playing with me.

She dropped me to the floor and I began crawling away. She pulled me back and threw me in another direction as if I was a toy.

There was a small cage near by used for forklift truck drivers. I stumbled into that quick and slammed the cage shut and wrapped the chain around and sealed it. She came to the cage fast and stared at me in the face through the bars. Her eyes was dark red and her hair black and skin pale. Her mouth was covered in dark red blood. She looked at me and began shaking the cage and bars. But she struggled to move the bars. She rattled the cage back and two and became more and more desperate. After a few minutes of this she stopped and seemed to become weaker and weaker and whispered what sounded like ‘blood need it’ faintly. She turned and flew off away from me but stopped and then fell to the floor in a heap.

I watched wondering if I should get out of the cage. After a couple of minutes in my own pain from injuries I left the cage and walked slowly over to the figure lying in a heap on the floor. Her hands moved a little but she had become almost unconcious and weak.

I stood over her and removed the Hood. There was a girl under the hood with dark lips. She was freezing cold and her eyes flickered slowly open and shut. She looked at me and her eyes were changing from dark red to black. I got my torch but my radio had been broken.

She reached her hand out to me again and it shuddered. I decided I had no choice but to help her….

Blood ran from my fingers from an injury and I let it drip from my fingers into her mouth. Her tongue lapped it up and she re-gained strength but not alot. She got stronger and stronger as I fed her. I picked her up and carried her to my car to get her to hospital. I put her in the back of the police car and began driving. I reported it in over my radio. I looked in my rear view mirror and she was sat upright in the back staring at me. I looked at the road and back again and she was gone…..

It wasn’t until the next night I seen her again…

It was 3.30am and I was driving down close to Tower Bridge on my way back to the station when suddenly before me on the road she appeared before me and I had to emergency stop. She floated in the air about 3 inches off the floor and her hood and cloak covered her with only her mouth showing. I sat and gazed at this creature and she flew off down an alley. I parked the car and wondered if I should walk down after her…I decided to do so….

The alley took me onto a balcony overlooking the Thames with Tower Bridge on my left…. The moon shone bright and it was a quiet night.

I could see the hooded figure before me facing away from me overlooking the river. I approached slowly and she didn’t move and I stood next to her about 6 feet away. My heart beat was fast. She was motionless and didn’t move and she had a fixed gaze.

‘What are you?’ I asked.

Her head turned towards me and the moon lit up her face.

‘Vampire, Witch, Demon maybe all three’ she said.

‘Why are you here and what is it you want and why are you out all night like this?’ I asked.

‘The day is bright and blinding. The sun shall only blind and burn you, but the night and the moon are beautiful and peaceful’ she replied

‘Why have you killed them people? Innocent people. You surely shouldn’t be alive surely you should die’ I said.

‘I shall die when love dies, when the curse of love over mankind has been broken. Afterall it is love who made a monster out of me. The people I seeked and killed are those who brought heartbreak just as I was once exposed to. Love is only pain and suffering and dependance. Love is hell and people in love are enslaved and blinded to the truth just like the sun blinds them so does love’ she said.

‘You cannot go round killing people. It is cruel and evil. Where are you from? ‘ I asked.

‘I love and crave and desire blood. It is my own need. My only fixation to survive. Oh beautiful blood’ she said.

‘How is it you still exist? ‘ I asked.

‘Over the years people have feared me. Yet they go church and drink a symbol of the blood of Christ. Just like what I do – drink blood. I have been told of many Gods. So which one of the so called Gods sentenced me to such a dark destiny?’ she said.

‘Please stop it all. I beg you’ I said.

‘I would like to thank you for saving me. You are the first person I have spoken to since the second world war. I wish you no further harm and I won’t kill humans no more’ she said.

‘I helped you because I seen a human in you, humanity and nature and a person’ I said.

‘Kindness I have never experienced.I have been dead since 1664 and felt no warmth. It is rare in life and is like a drug people become addicted to when it is shown rather like blood’ she said

‘Look I am scared of you. I have no idea what you are or why you are here but this has to stop. It is evil to continue such actions’ I said.

‘And what is evil? Evil is the way of life. I kill for a purpose, for survival even though I am the undead. Whereas the land of the living is day to day evil such as wars and hate and murder and abuse of children. Mankind is true evil. People preach love but love is a curse. I hate love. Love breaks people and changes who they are and corrupts their mind and dreams’ she said.

‘Love is a beautiful act between two humans beings. Everyone seeks love and to be happy. It is lifes way’ I said.

‘Love is of one person controlling the mind of another. People say I am evil but it is not me taking over the mind of another and bewitching them and toying with their emotions. To depend on another who is not of your blood is insanity of mankind’ she said. She gazed at me powerfully.

‘Soon is another sunrise and the light but really it is darkness of many hearts. It is a dark world. The light only fades and dissapears whereas darkness is eternal. Darkness is beautiful, mysterious and suffocating’ she said.

‘There is nothing as beautiful as sunrise, a new day and a new start’ I said.

‘No one makes a new start, they just do the same things, ignorance of the suffering and of war and famine. As long as they are OK they forget the rest. People want everything and to leave people with nothing. Greed is mankind. Cruelty is within the living who pretend they live in the light and follow the light where the majority show no light only darkness whereas I exist in the darkness and see only the light of the peaceful moon and of the beautiful stars’ she said.

‘There are good people, they seek true and eternal love and happiness. Life is beautiful’ I said.

‘There are no good role models only bad ones in life. Only in death can love be eternal. There is no happiness in life when you life to pay bills and be enslaved by the rich and enslaved by love. There is no happiness and no freedom only pity’ she said.

‘I must go now it will soon be dawn and I can only exist in the night. You will not see me again and I promise not to kill again as a pact to you after you helped me’ she said

She turned and her eyes went red and she smiled a little.

She flew off over the Thames river and into the shadows….

I never seen her again and the killings stopped…..

The True Code of Life

Unknown to most of the world is that within us all is an advanced deep intelligent system operating and programming and re-programming and creating us 1000s of times in minutes. If people knew the advanced computer system operating within them it would blow their mind. There is a depth of ancient wisdom operating well beyond what we are aware of and out of our control.

Our DNA is deeply advanced and is what makes us who we are. But what is DNA and what is it actually doing? Within our DNA is billions of data stored from our ancestors and all through time. It is still recording data now.

Humans share 99.9% the same DNA as other humans and over 90% with a mouse and 50% with a banana. This tells me that absolutely everything that has ever lived is related and is connected going back through history to the same original source.

There are only 92 elements in the universe – all which science believes comes from the same original source.

What is this original source which has created such brilliant science, maths and an amazing computer operating system within us all and everything we see?

Our cells and atoms and particles are recording data non stop but what most people don’t know is our DNA is recording all the data we do and transmit it to each other no matter what distance they are seperate from each other.

What would happen if our DNA and cells are transmitting everything we do back to its original source? If entangled particles are communicating with each other then perhaps over any distance they are exchanging information back and back to its original source through ourselves and everyone we meet and all animals we encounter without any of us knowing.

We should never do anything where our eyes, ears and skin shall testify against us.

The day will come where we can access our eye cells and our memory cells for information. Religion teaches us God is always watching and within the eyes of this basic advanced yet primitive world we exist in… Perhaps God has a way of always watching us through our cells and DNA codes which are all connected to the creator and well beyond the capabilities and minds of modern humans.

Perhaps everyone we meet including animals are exchanging and connected by DNA and atoms communicating when near by and are swapping data such as environment and information.

Everywhere we go, every smell, every place and every experience is recorded within your DNA.

DNA is a deep advanced coded system and if we could uncode it we would discover all the secrets to mankinds history and present. I believe that an intelligent source created it all and they have access to and understand this DNA code which stores so much data and they are well beyond the intelligence of modern mankind.

Surely it cannot all be an accident. Evolution and God walk hand in hand here. Humans are evolving by DNA in a system created by an advanced intelligence as this is a deep intelligent and expanding pathway from the dawn of time to the modern day. Human DNA is mutating and growing and changing day by day.

Perhaps as stated in religion when God made Eve from Adams rib he didn’t actually remove Adams rib but took tissue, bone marrow, cells and DNA from his rib to completely replicate Adams genetic code.

Within us all is a deep advanced computer system operating and just like a computer system perhaps it is storing your history and recording your current actions and activities and spreading it across a vast divine genetic network.

The day will come where we can access and unlock the memories of our ancestors through suppressed memories within our DNA and be able to back track through our DNA back through all our ancestors and arrive at the dawn of time and the origins of our creation and arrive at the source of all creation.

Perhaps the answers to the mysteries of the universe are not out there in deep space, but within us and our DNA history lies the answers to everything, to our origins and of the universe.

People deny God as they cannot see God or any evidence of God but perhaps God is within them and everything else. Perhaps within us all is a little universe and the answers to everything and the answer is tracing back through our DNA to the original origins of life…