That Particular Coincidence

That particular coincidence I am speaking of occurs in time and place when unique souls intercept and interconnect

Nick the Romanian Baker in Steveston mentioned to me today: “That we have no idea how anything will go— therefore go with the flow”

It is interesting how men and women make their plans or plot of this or that

You see: I feel time spent using intellectual faculty is sometimes wasted

I listen to intellectuals walking through their mazes flouting reason and logic — my mouth fills with sawdust

How tired I am of hearing incessant words without moral meaning

To turn back the sons of men to their Creator I simply said:

F I A T

Noiseless submission many treat with disdain and ignorance

See they have not acquainted themselves with my twelve virtues

I am not one to sell or promote

I prefer to be hidden and silent dwelling in forrest glades collecting the dust of stars or sand in oceans

That particular coincidence coincides well with obedient simplicity

Keeping all things singular prevents foreign duplicity from me

I like it this Way in my Truth and in my Life

No data collected no copies made no imports or exports no misinformation or disinformation

F I A T

Y e s

“I will to turn back the sons of men to their Creator”

Mary’s F I A T begot the beginning of Men returning to God