My Coffee
This is my Coffee.
Matty makes it for me everyday.
This particular cup went into the fridge overnight where it developed these rings.
I just find this absolutely fascinating. Thinking about the breakdown and the components of the coffee bean it self.
I mean the Plant is a sentient being. Plants have telepathic thought. Yes it has been proven. I have an article about it in SUN magazine. I will post it when we actually get a scanner.
But back to the Coffee.
I was looking at the rings and thinking about the coffee. About all the different particles that make up the coffee. Looking again and again pondering these rings.
So the coffee shifted into the actual image that it was contained in.
Still thinking, in my mind I see the coffee bean being stripped from it's host plant. I see it in someone's hands. What was that person thinking while they were stripping the coffee bean, transferring it into a basket to bring it to the racks where the green bean itself will dry and bake out in the sun.
If we are all made of Star seeds, in essence we are all crystalline beings, everything! So,crystal holds memory right? Then what was telepathically transferring from the person's fingertips to the bean itself. Further more what was the plant thinking as it's seed was ripped away?
Can you imagine the energy in the fingertips touching the seed/bean. If each fingertip corresponds to a different planet than the thoughts and process of thought transferring from one to the next are limitless. The Cosmos and beyond is a factor in my ring cup of coffee.
So what I am drinking,
my Coffee,
it will be a factor in determining my mood will it not?
----That's it for now, Autumn is hungry, I have to go. I really wanted to complete this writing, but I can't as my daughters needs out way my out there thought processes while I am zinging on coffee. :P
btw--yes, I am always like this when drinking coffee. My thoughts burst out like a starburst going a million mile a nano-second. Once I actually stop and eat some food the process of grounding takes a hold of my spirit and I tend to calm down.
That's it for now --Brigitte---
Matty makes it for me everyday.
This particular cup went into the fridge overnight where it developed these rings.
I just find this absolutely fascinating. Thinking about the breakdown and the components of the coffee bean it self.
I mean the Plant is a sentient being. Plants have telepathic thought. Yes it has been proven. I have an article about it in SUN magazine. I will post it when we actually get a scanner.
But back to the Coffee.
I was looking at the rings and thinking about the coffee. About all the different particles that make up the coffee. Looking again and again pondering these rings.
So the coffee shifted into the actual image that it was contained in.
Still thinking, in my mind I see the coffee bean being stripped from it's host plant. I see it in someone's hands. What was that person thinking while they were stripping the coffee bean, transferring it into a basket to bring it to the racks where the green bean itself will dry and bake out in the sun.
If we are all made of Star seeds, in essence we are all crystalline beings, everything! So,crystal holds memory right? Then what was telepathically transferring from the person's fingertips to the bean itself. Further more what was the plant thinking as it's seed was ripped away?
Can you imagine the energy in the fingertips touching the seed/bean. If each fingertip corresponds to a different planet than the thoughts and process of thought transferring from one to the next are limitless. The Cosmos and beyond is a factor in my ring cup of coffee.
So what I am drinking,
my Coffee,
it will be a factor in determining my mood will it not?
----That's it for now, Autumn is hungry, I have to go. I really wanted to complete this writing, but I can't as my daughters needs out way my out there thought processes while I am zinging on coffee. :P
btw--yes, I am always like this when drinking coffee. My thoughts burst out like a starburst going a million mile a nano-second. Once I actually stop and eat some food the process of grounding takes a hold of my spirit and I tend to calm down.
That's it for now --Brigitte---
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6 Comments:
This comment isn't about the coffee bean. This was my first visit to your blog and reading it actually made me feel sorry for you. You used to have such an enthusiaism and bubbly energy. When do you laugh? Are you going to spend your whole life analyzing life and realize that you missed enjoying it. I know people who devote there whole lives to their "beliefs". I just think that if your beliefs were so fulfilling then they would fit into your life instead of making your life fit into them. I hear you are happy but I thought I had seen you happy and I don't see that in your writing. Also please let your friend know that if the spirit can't help her spell she should invest in a dictionary. Someone who claims to want to better themselves should be able to do something that simple.
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Brigitte
Brigitte who?
I don't know anymore.
Hahahaha! I'm laughing my ass off right now! Hahahaha!
You, you are too funny.
My beliefs --- They are fulfilling and they do fit into my life, you silly girl.
Oh and btw for someone who doesn't even live remotely anywhere near me. Nor hasn't spoken to me in years...
you sure are good at ASS uming things aren't you?!
First off, just thought that I would point out that it's extremely rude to use someone's online diary to "diss" them, which is all Mary is really doing here.
Secondly, only a complete flaming asshole makes fun of someone's spelling mistakes on their own online diary. If you don't like it, don't read it. Nobody forced you to come here, much less leave snide remarks.
Thirdly, and most importantly, where do you get off assuming that you know everything about how my wife spends her life and whether she laughs or not? You don't live in New Orleans, you certainly aren't part of our day to day lives and therefore your outsider's perspective is completely biased and based on second-hand information. And because you are obviously disinterested in the spiritual subject matter which has been presented on this blog, you are also hardly an authority figure on the subject, and your criticisms are rendered useless.
Of course you are entitled to your opinions. And you can post them here because this is a public forum. But that doesn't excuse your behavior, nor does it make you any less of a shallow, selfish and brainless twit. If that doesn't sink in enough for you I'll be happy to say the same to your face if I ever have the misfortune to meet you again, you ugly cow.
Before you criticize someone you better make sure you have all the facts straight. Before you criticize my wife you better think about the consequences.
- Matthew
Tracy says: hmmmm ... where DO I begin???
Mary says: This comment isn't about the coffee bean. This was my first visit to your blog and reading it actually made me feel sorry for you.
Tracy says: hmm well for a first visit you certainly have just dived right into a pathetic attack mode haven't you? Let me ask you, if you were so angry at Brigitte why then did you make even that first visit if not for the mere act of behaving like an arrogant antagonist?
Mary says: You used to have such an enthusiasm and bubbly energy.
Tracy says: Indication #1 that you obviously don't know who she is NOW.
Mary says: When do you laugh?
Tracy says: Indication #2 that you obviously don’t know who she is NOW. If you KNEW her you would know that she laughs all the time. She laughs with her husband, she laughs with her kids and she laughs with her friends and sometimes she even laughs at herself.
Mary Says: Are you going to spend your whole life analyzing life and realize that you missed enjoying it.
Tracy says: The true art of growing up whether spiritual or mundane is being able to analyze yourself, your actions and your surroundings daily and understanding your mistakes and your achievements and making changes as you go. You know that old saying "learning from your mistakes”? Learning IS experiencing life and to some of us it IS enjoying it! Who the HELL are you to proclaim that just because Brigitte enjoys something you don't, that she is somehow not enjoying life?
Mary says: I know people who devote there whole lives to their "beliefs".
Tracy says: Well la-de-da and good for you! So do I. Her name is Brigitte and she is the lightest most honest, caring and giving soul I know. Obviously your 'beliefs' are lacking if you do not get wholeness and enjoyment out of them.
Mary says: I just think that if your beliefs were so fulfilling then they would fit into your life instead of making your life fit into them.
Tracy says: Obviously you are too dense to see the circular argument here. If one's beliefs make them happy then making changes and an adaptation to what selfish, egotistic modern society teaches our youth is but a mere choice rather then an inconvenience or obstacle. Deprogramming ourselves to match our spiritual endeavors then becomes the opposite of the chore you proclaim it to be, showing once again your obviously lacking in your own “beliefs”.
Mary says: I hear you are happy but I thought I had seen you happy and I don't see that in your writing.
Tracy says: hmmmmm …. What does this TELL YOU THEN? What it tells me is that you were never allowed close enough to see this side of her that always existed. And if you can ‘see’ how someone feels by their writing alone … well damn! Good for you! BUT, I know Brigitte and I see her writing and I see her happiness. I can hear her in the voice I know and have grown to love as she spins and weaves through her thoughts. I hear her laugh, I hear her smile, I hear her worry and yes I hear her cry when she worries about things and shares those worries which are based out of DEEP LOVE! Something, I think, based on this posting, you are CLUELESS ABOUT!
Mary says: Also please let your friend know that if the spirit can't help her spell she should invest in a dictionary. Someone who claims to want to better themselves should be able to do something that simple.
Tracy says: Well, as most who know me have been bracing for, you now get a taste of my less nice side.
How utterly FUCKING childish and catty! How about this. Why don’t you go back out to the playground and learn how to GROW THE FUCK UP! I can only ASSume that you directed this comment at ME, her friend that none of you know. And since I KNOW that I have typos occasionally on my comments to MY FRIENDS BLOGS and ON MY OWN BLOG, I can further that ASSumption. So for the ignorant one that stands alone as YOU hear this: I have a college education with a 3.85 GPA and can type and spell just fine, however I don’t feel that for a PERSONAL online diary that I use for simply communicating my thoughts to friends and for documenting other thoughts for myself, that I need to waste precious time I have on this earth nitpicking over the small stuff. I know where each and every typo is on every comment and blog post I have ever made yet I have not gone back and corrected even one. And for good reason. Why the FUCK should I? To please some slackass busybody like you? An uninvited dipshit troublemaker with nothing better to do then sign on to someone’s blog to degrade them and someone that you don’t even know? Bullshit! Again GET A FUCKING LIFE … Now how’s THAT for fucking spiritual? I don’t play with pansies and fuckheads, k? Got it? So why don’t you blow it out your pompous ass and eat me while I bleed?
Now onto the ‘bettering myself’ comment. I better myself, my life and my spiritual self daily and in that do not see the importance of a few small typos on a blog that isn’t meant to be anything but a fun release. Maybe you should try BETTERING YOURSELF by being less judgmental of people you know nothing about and focus your own negativity inward and find out what is obviously lacking in your life. And yes, this comment is negative … but nobody said that this spiritual friend followed Buddha did they? And I didn’t lash out at someone I didn’t know until they lashed out for no reason other then selfish jealousy and childish high school cliquishness.
Mary says: Knock Knock
Who's there?
Brigitte
Brigitte who?
I don't know anymore.
Tracy says: Ah yes … a knock knock … how mature ::sarcasm:: Case in point. I rest my case. Have a nice life. I know Brigitte will and I know I will as well.
"If I had a car, a shotgun and the next few days off..."
Now you've made me angry why do you have an area to leave comments, if you don't want any?
Mary acted on her own.
This CUNT Tracy needs to shut the fuck up because she doesn't know what the fuck she is talking about!
I love how everyone else can cuss, but when we do, we are evil.
Mat - this was all started by you guys. Brigitte wanted to share your blogs, Brigitte wanted us to comment, but then doesn't like the comments. This has all turned into stupid and childish bullshit.
I love how you can all talk shit on a computer. You can fucking call me if you have something to say to me or my family, which includes my friends.
Maybe, you should get the WHOLE story from your wife, before you start commenting on all this half truth bullshit.
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