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  The Creative Fire of Active Faith https://www.spreaker.com/episode/the-creative-fire-of-active-faith--72224195 What if your faith isn't working because you're carrying too much baggage to actually move? We talk a good game about believing in our traditional greatness, but we keep our hands full of corporate clutter, false narratives, and old habits that don't serve our destination. We want the brightness of innovation, yet we cling tightly to the safety of our stagnation. Today, on this day of Kuumba, we look through the red lens of Imani and confront a heavy tension: the universal truth that some folks simply don't believe fat meat is greasy until they slip. Are you waiting for a miracle to drop into a cluttered house, or are you ready to clear space for the fire to burn? The power isn't in what you add to your day—it's in what you choose to release. Call to Inaction "What does not strengthen should be released, for it is a false treasure." Before y...
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What if- Preston J. Harrison

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                                        What if



What if God was a pit bull and the devil was a pie?
What if Heaven was a house where the backyard was the sky?
What if a telescope and microscope viewpoint was just the same?
What if goodness or evil were just somebody's last name?
If life is but a dream then what happens while we sleep?
In the event of insomnia, who represents the counted sheep?
What if fear was a landlord, would my faith pay him the rent?
If money is power truly, how much of it have I spent?
Why does Love seem to take the bus, while Hate owns a plane?
What if the sun is just plugged in and the ocean has a drain?
What if tomorrow becomes yesterday, would we all be lost in time?
What if silence became noise and we were all to learn to mime?
What if God tripped on a cricket and then He somehow fell,
to split Himself in two dimensions, one Heaven, the other Hell?
What if Jesus was an alien and a poet wrote the bible?
What if man took stock in his own toil and Satan wasn't liable?
What if we treated thoughts like children and they grew up just as fast?
What if pain was ale,  joy was wine and karma the drinking glass?

Preston J. Harrison
Founder/President
Imperial Integrative Health Research&Development, LLC.



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