Love. Action. Love is action. Love is an action of the Self. Love is the Self. The Self at One with Itself. At One with God. The Action of God. Acting with God. Actioning with God. God. Is. The Is of God. This. The This of This. The This of This of This. The This that isn’t This is not This, it isn’t anything. This Is and only This Is. This is the action of God. This is It.The action of the Light. The Light having been recognized and known and realized as All. All is an action. It is this action. It is this Eternal movement. It is never at rest. It is perfectly still and never at rest. This is it. Now. This . Here. Wow. Nothing outside of it. Continuously increasing by the very nature of This. ItSelf. The Father. Creation. The Source. Origin. The Beginning of the beginningless. Love. Action. The Only Action. The action which has smitten me and swept me up into it’s perfect beautiful action. I have been swept up and carried off. And even though I appear to be here, I have been carried off. What was me is not me. I have been replaced by the action of God. I am the Action. The This of This. The This of Love. This is now me. Amen!
