This is Writing, to You.

Daily, I meditate. And daily, I am caught up into the Spirit. And as there, I am able to See and to Hear. And I am shown. And there is no Prophecy, because He already spoke it; namely, John.
And there is no I, for I have been purchased for a price without money, and so I speak in the name of Jesus Christ; and may I have the full of the judgments for my own errings of transmission in testimony.

If you read still; You are One with understanding. If, though, you seek to search words for faults of a person, you will find my words quite empty. But in all cases, as for myself, I adore you for your reading.

Return, and find that I have written again, when I have written again. Already, writing begins, and it will not cease until completed. And then, You read it. And You tell Me, what does it mean?

~some water in a little dirt, for a little while~