Today is the rest of our lives…

I am standing at the top of our mountain. It is not a big mountain and really is not a mountain. But Russians like to call land high up a mountain, just like they call all tornadoes and high winds hurricanes. So I stood on a mountain today, the same mountain I stand on everyday since I have been in the village and looked out over the valley. The valley that this once simple, but beautiful monastery guarded over…

An image can not do justice for the shear beauty of this area. I do not have a camera that is capable of catching the essence and therefore I have to convey my feelings about the place by words. But even words can not stipulate the inner feelings that traipse around as you walk hither and thither…

Though today, I had a tear in my eye as I asked God to do something about the world. I would rather God bring a “Noah Apocalypse” again, than allowing a handful of mere men to destroy what God created. I could understand a wrathful God who is fed up with the malady of humans, the humans that he created and placed on this planet. We are a failed experiment and it looks like we are reaching the threshold of, “May the best man be left standing!” (Hollywood has destroyed America…)

This village is so beautiful and so deeply soulful that it is strikingly scary to the uninitiated at first. The ages of humanity that have lived near this water source nearby are plentiful and colorful. That is the key, a water source, a natural spring is where all villages first spring up. For without water there is no life and this village has two such springs within walking distance of each other. They are both flowing artesian water sources, for they are pushed to the top of the mountains by nature and trickle out to run downhill to the river in the valley. These springs are the source of life here at the village and if our main drilled well breaks, we walk and gather water from the springs…

This village is a past and much forgotten era, in the western world and I am sure many people are alive now that never even had the experience of such a wonderful life as you can have, with basic necessities. For me this village has been a going back to my roots experience. I started life very poor and very lacking on necessities. It never crossed my mind that we needed anything more than what we had and much later in life I realized that we as humans have way too much and need to wean ourselves from the trinkets of life…

So I looked out over a beautiful valley and it dawned on me that we allow a handful of men on this planet to rule and destroy us. A handful of men are pulling the puppet strings and a handful of men are worshiping the greedy side of life. They have it all figured out and they have everything in line to survive what they sow. Though most of the time we reap what we sow and people like these never understand that until it is too late…

I want to sow a valley of golden wheat and we reap the fact we eat bread and live good…

Some want to sow the valley with nukes and weapons and we all reap the death they bring…

Today is the rest of our lives…

Which do you want?

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

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