Sadness Lingers (and other miseries of life…)!!

Hi God, it’s Mia,


Hi Mia, I haven’t heard from you for a while, what’s up ?? 

Hmm… my son died…I’ve been blue as hell…well, fat and blue! And tired, and cranky, and tired…and also settled…but mainly a bit ‘left overs of life’ kinda you know…sad…

Hell yea, I know whats up – your sad over your son right?

Well yeah, I mean, who wouldn’t be…

I’m not sad one single bit.

What? How can you say that…I’m sad as sad can be…

I’m not (say’s God and smiles a bit)…well how are you otherwise?

Well, what do you mean “otherwise”, is there any “wise” other than me being sad right here and right now?

Oh yea, there is – there is three “wises” in a man…one heart, one body and one mind…what’s your brain doing for instance…what’s it’s say on all this?

Hmm…interesting concept, I think it’s trying to resolve what’s next…(all the time actually) working like a maniac weighting options, resolutions, making changes, trying to learn from all this etc.

So a bit on the “overdrive” would you say?

A BIT yeah, a LOT actually (it’s too much actually, constant computing and changing course and…and…) yeah, overdrive is a good word to describe this stage..

And body?

Mmmm tired, kind of ill, I mean a bit sore and cranky (fever) and has a cold

Oh boy Mia, your’e sad – and nobody cares really right?

Yes, …your’e right. Maybe this is it…nobody actually cares…

When my son died, nobody actually cared either too much, just a few friends, and his mother obviously etc. but after centuries, well, perhaps even sooner, something happened. Somebody saw something strange, a few people got together and started churches for him, and so forth. A book was put together, and a lot else, now millions listen, and even more are interested. Don’t despair, nothing changes faster than an opinion that was wrong when a death certificate was handed over…nothing chooses so fast to think first before acting than a pro-drug use to a pro-sobriety, nothing changes so fast as a pro-me me me to a ‘fuck this shit’ your’e right after all mode when death reaps…we need death to live, and dying isn’t the end. So cheer up – in a year you’ll see, what’s up, but before then – trust in me. I know what I’m doing…; )

God Almighty


Gods Love Towards Us…


I didn’t Love myself for years!

I am such a dumb person, a complete ass… such a bad bad bad person and I don’t like myself now. I am not liking myself now as I am not loving me at all…and I don’t like what I’ve done either. I am in ‘repair mode’ over me…In essence. I am AWARE, and I am also capable of taking heed now…this precedes a complete transformation I HOPE! I don’t like these things about me at all

God Responds (AGAlN!!! : 0 )   )

OK Mia, calm down, I know your kid is here…(that’s tough right!) and I know you moved, and I know your new to business in write-ups and I know, I know, I know (I Created You!) I KNOW you, will you please let me in now?? (knock knock…)…

  • hmmm… OK say’s Mia…OK then

Fine, call a friends kid over who is struggling and say, I need your help! (That always works, people LOVE to be asked right?)

  • Yes, I do…! : )

Well then, don’t hesitate, call for ‘help’ … as when you are helping out, you actually receive help, BUT, when you getting help for you, you actually are allowing for OTHERS to heal. THAT IS MY DESIGN ehem… say’s God, with a slight wink in his eye, “I did it to measure intents and give accordingly”. He says..”Isn’t that brilliant”!!!

Whoo Hoo…!! That’s why I’m GOD (and you’re NOT!)

GOD Almighty ; )

The issue with Love…

Love first right?

say’s Mia smiling – Always Love first right God??

“Always Love Mia, always love, as when you choose by ME – say’s GOD

you always win BIG TIME…; )

All we need is LOVE, the Beatles sing but I still want to add this…

All we need is  LOVE BIG TIME, the self-sacrificing Love, the kind of LOVE that needs nothing for self at all, that way you win biggest.

Try that for a change…always love Me more than you love yourself, and love love more than anything. Love love. Make Love your God and you are onto something big ..


Why do we all care so much about money???

Hi God,

Mia again…

God: I don’t mind Mia, keep going…

Ok well, I lived in Vancouver for so many years and NEVER had fun. I had so much worry – stress – and anger towards my ex’es and well, so being saying that online is kind of weird but anyway – that I lost out on Vancouver BC! Waaaahth whaaaas I thinking!

Mia, it’s ok, learning curve so to say…

But it’s such a niiiice plaaaace…wuaaah buhuuuu etc.. (really sad and angry at self here)

God speaks here… Mia, I have sent my son to rescue you from fears. Aren’t you angry at others who didn’t tell you this?

No, not really, well, kind of. My parent’s can be said to have been a bit on the milder side on that message etc. No friends really who believed in Him nor anyone I knew, where could I have gone??

Churches speak about this right?

I can’t see myself having gone there back in those days. I wasn’t really keen (to say the least). They don’t love me there. I felt outside and alone there. I was for those ‘goody two shoes’ people mainly. I was a tough kid.

: (  That’s bad. I intended it to be different. I intended churches to be rescue remedy for all those who sin i.e fear something. Don’t sin i.e fear. No fears. No More Fears. That’s sad that satan destroyed this message for you. I intended so much more for that… maybe in time…(now God cries) buaaah, sniff sniff etc.

There is a “rescue remedy” church out there? Why didn’t anyone tell me about this. (I thought it wasn’t for me at all, I was in deep distress…) Ya, I’m in. Rescue me if you may?

God speaks again even louder – Well HEY! Didn’t you say you didn’t need those “goody two shoes” and didn’t you say that they resent you?

Maybe, I don’t know, maybe I resented them.. I don’t know, : (

God speaks again (and again and again about this) Well NOW were speaking…aren’t you the condemner? Aren’t you the one who judges them? 

I have never thought about it like that God?? I have never thought about that like that at all??



a) don’t keep any, spend it

b) allow Love-God to work trough it all

c) think like this, if it ends, so what. What have I done…maybe lived a lot?? Maybe loved a lot?? Money gatherers be aware…It’s a trap. It takes your time and money as well at the end and gives to others what you wanted to have.



Art that isn’t published isn’t art, it’s a start…

HI God,

I’m a nit picker by nature, and I like to just well..nitpick around all days, at times. And at other times I do a lot in one or two days, then I get tired. What am I really? A lazy person with spurts of energy OR a normal person with lazy spells?

I could be lazy or an ‘artist’ or what? Or is this type of industriousness that lasts 24/7 for three days and sleepless nights accompanying ‘normal’? What do you say, the Lord of the Universe?


Hi, I think you think too much,

do what you do and be fine with it. There is no must nor schedule for writing but there is one thing you don’t know yet about.

Published art is art. The writers who stay inside not sharing aren’t writing, they are ‘scribblers’ and they don’t artist labels carry well. They are shy and insecure so get outside of your comfort zone and send out some notes today even!

The art that isn’t art is just a start!

; )


God Almighty

Time to linger or time to work..


I just started writing again,  is this something that I wold be  successful at, do you think?

Hirado M.

Hi Hirado,

Sure will, are you ready?

Answer: Yessirree, Sir, I AM!

Ready, I mean…

God’s reply: Well your mugshot is there as well as your face (hehe mug shot)

but in the essence, when you speak with me allegedly, you’ve got to say “I’m just dreaming it up” so nobody get’s upset ok! And then you can go forth.. OK?



Hirado M: OK Sir!


Hirado M.

Normal, what is it?


Hi God,

I don’t really relate to people so much. I mean I like them but I am alone most of the time, and write and talk to you oh Lord.

Is this ‘normal’ or ‘the norm’ even?


Hirado Hirado Hirado,

No it isn’t.

But, what shall I say… I think you are too hard on yourself. Your standards are too high for self and others. Think globally, think business. Where your clients are, what you are to them? What is your standard there?

  • mmm I thank my clients (counselling) that they teach me so much, they are a gift! They always come with wisdom and secrets that are interesting and teach me so much about human conditions and love. I thank them every day!

OK, there’s a standard I love to speak about. First, they look up to yourself for this one perhaps not if they see it, but later. Humility is beauty. Also, the reason we aren’t able to love others is within (yourself). Ask yourself who told you that you are beautiful or special? When I say it I say, you are nobody, I am special right? Ah yes… there we it?


The life after love – is there such a thing as this?

Hi God,

I am wondering if there IS anything after you loved someone for so many years. When you finally let go, what happens next?


Hi Mia,

I am sad to see this is happening. That you finally have let go. Love never lets go of somebody and never moves out nor leaves nor …anyway. It wasn’t love then. It was neediness. So that’s sad that you see it as Love if it isn’t. That causes distress.

IF you love someone you NEVER let go. NEVER. There are stories of people hanging on to hope for decades. D E C A D E S Mia. And when you finally see each other, it’s heaven. There is love. That other stuff, now there is a lot to be said but not love. Only needs.

bye now sad one,