What you think you become, however what you become you quickly begin to think...from that perspective. This is the emotion called faith or as I call it, balls. Like confidence (only better) it is an active emotion that is unique in that is requires and is proceeded by action. It is the act of throwing all your eggs in one basket, all your balls over the bridge not having a back up plan and allowing time-space events to make necessary changes to fulfill you hearts desire according to the size of your balls—Never second guessing or entertaining any thoughts of self-doubt or fear. It is a sense of knowingness and certainty that the uncertainty will work itself out in your favor more than you could have imagined and letting it work itself out and graciously receiving the gifts it creates. The bigger your balls are the more desire you transmit waves into the universe just like the more semen big balls would probably make, so if you where to ejaculate your big ball load up into a vagina the more likely those big balls are to spread life into the universe and I know what your thinking... “this dude is against fags” , but when one of you takes a big balled load up your ass or down your throat, you still help nature spread life, how? I have no idea, (but if anyone could figure it out it would be you faggots). Oh’ now it’s the dykes that are offended that I ignored them. Well some dykes are cool and some are dykes which are worse than fags because the only way they ever get semen is to buy it and semen is never fresh at the store, so have some balls and don’t be a pussy—If you can’t take a joke than go ahead and make a joke out me. Call me a Fred Phelps lover, I could use the attention. Fags and dykes are equally exploited and underestimated in our society, but still awfully funny in their more sincere moments...however rare they are. However, I do want to include in the (secret) book which is being written by the hand of God himself that…oh I forgot, I’ll remember later. Oh it’s don’t forget about humor and laughing. God Almighty likes to laugh all the time. Laughing is love even if it’s at someone else’s expense. In fact if your not laughing my guess is that you already have one foot in hell—hell awaits you after death and I’m laughing about it with God right now, so if you don’t like it than just like eternal damnation—its your problem, not mine. Laughing can be like being naked sometimes. I think we should be naked all the time. People should have sexual orgies, do drugs and party more often (fags and dykes included). That’s what the Lord told me in a mystic trance and I know it’s true. People should use their big balls and by ejaculating semen into others vibrate the message of love into the universe and to encourage other people to get big balls and have those balls ejaculate more semen in the universe. You heard me correctly.
Faith and huge balls leads to the recognition that everything and everyone you could ever need, every resource becomes available and it was always available before however it was somehow beyond sight. When visions, intuitions and dreams begin to show themselves in our present situation we cry in tears that melt in a profound expression of creation. We then shift our mind into a mode of looking for more gratitude and more things we want to energize and have expand around us.
The best way to induce faith is to give it away. When you give it away you become a channel for it... is what the Saints with Faith all tell me. When I was playing baseball in high school I remember an occasion where Roscoe Cassidy induced faith in me
(I think). I was about to go to bat with the bases loaded. The opposing teams coach went to the pitching mound to talk to his player and while I was warming up to bat, Roscoe talked to me. He said “treat the first pitch like your in batting practice and just pull it, you’ll probably hit it out”, I did and I hit a grand slam. Many baseball fans despise a batter swinging at the first pitch, but my coach knew what I would do with that pitch, he had faith in me, his players had faith in him. All he wanted to do was see us grow up and play baseball together, because he gave to us by coaching us he got from us what truly made him happy. He chose to see the potential in us rather than obvious short comings. The lessons we learned from him we had no idea would continue to teach us for the rest of our lives. The greatest gift you can give someone is your confidence in their potential, it’s also the greatest gift you can give yourself. The worst thing you can do to someone is take away their confidence by pointing out their mistakes constantly especially when you know they aren’t important and your only use them to try and control your own destiny, it’s also the worst thing you can do to yourself! Roscoe Cassidy knew us because he knew himself, he knew exactly what we needed to hear because he himself was a player not a coach in his own mind. He gave what he had plus what he wanted to have himself, he may have never even realized how many hearts he touched by doing what made him truly happy or for how long. He built his team on what he had and worked with our strengths. He made us feel just how he wanted to feel, he put us in the best position to succeed with the potential we had. He expected us to rise to whatever occasion we were put in and if we didn’t he expected it next time. We would do it for him because he believed in us without any doubt, Roscoe had balls, he had a hold on the fear that we all felt and let control our actions, he helped us to overcome those fears and realize our potential and deliver that potential by facing that fear and taking action with his confidence in us. Roscoe is a hero; his actions will continue to shine on, through others and others.
If you want something you have to start to do something or take action in order to get it. If you are a hitter, which is what Roscoe said I was and expected me to be than holding the bat on my shoulders is of no use. If you want to hit something you have to be ready to hit it and see it to hit it. A hitter drives the ball he doesn’t slap at it and just try to make contact, he drives the ball, he doesn’t go up there except for one reason and that is to drive in runs by hitting the ball as hard as he can. He changes the game because he is intimidating, never gets cheated even when he strikes out he makes an impression in what ever outcome he creates. He is intense, his intensity is a source of energy, the source from which energy comes and wants to flow. The intensity naturally flows to others and when it sees itself it displays yet another level of intensity that weakens all in its path and makes a “groove” for the hitter to sit in and drive home his runs. He sees the ball more clearly, his timing is perfect and everything that happens seems to fall in his favor even when he fails. He no longer fears hitting but is up there to hit, he is there to savor the moment and shine in the presence, all eyes are on him and he knows it, what he desires most is at hand and he knows it, he is exactly where he desires to be.
Life as in baseball if one wants to make in impact the best they can, they have to know their role, their love and use it to serve the team. Love is a true mark of wisdom and for one to realize love is the only goal worth attaining and the only thing worth realizing. It goes far beyond notions of people and first impressions. For most throughout history they haven’t realized their own pleasure producing proclivities. I never played baseball after summer league my senior year in high school playing on Roscoe’s team. I never really even played that well or up to my potential in baseball. Nevertheless, Roscoe put his faith in me till the very end and at times as in my story I was able to come through and make some good plays. It was if he energized a part of me that would unfold and blossom later in life, something that he saw in me and nobody else could. Like he was an angel directing my life in a passion we shared.
I see myself in the batters box right now my purpose is to drive the ball as hard as I can. My purpose is to ((( ring))) intense and persistent vibrancy into the universe every at bat. I may not hit a home run every time, but I will some times, but always people will know it might happen. Roscoe would also tell me to hit on my terms which means I don’t need to swing at any curve balls. If someone wants to throw me nothing but junk they have to do it in the strike zone, if I swing at junk, it’s nobody’s fault but my own. It’s my responsibility to pick out the pitch I want to drive deep and out of the park and I didn’t that by believing what Roscoe told me and I believed him because he didn’t need shit from me, especially my approval and I didn’t have any beliefs of my own at the time that were any better than his.
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