The 1st Book of WE

Written by hundreds of thousands

A very dear friend once told me that told me I needed to write a book about all the things I had learned from our collective truth and God's revelation.

This wil be an ongoing work of some duration. I am not sure it will ever be finished except when I am no longer here to write down the words.

I pray I will do this project justice for it is only by the Grace of Christ and the fellowship am I even alive to attempt this work.  AMEN


One thing I know for sure, I have had  lengthy, extreme  periods of stupidity brought on by ignorance and the blindness that comes through addiction. After all I kept myself trapped in addiction for nearly twenty years. Like sheep we are all lead by spirit wether we know it or not. This work is a documented lifetime walk of spiritual revelation. It's about me, but at the same time it is not at all about me. I do not claim to be anything other than a garden variety human being. For the last thirty years or so ( after my moment of clarity ) I have been spending time and paying close attention to God and all of you, trying to discern His singular truth and how that lines up with your collective truth. It is my intention to continue to discern the collective truth of the broken hearted by continuing to spend time, listen closely and of course abide in Christ. I pray I will be able to stay honest, open and willing to do this work. The purpose here is to give this information away in order to help others avoid the problem and understand how much we are all loved and cared for by almighty God.

Simple, but not easy.



As I was told early on, your mother and Father went off to make love and nine months later you popped out. The whole idea of being born has changed so much for me over the years. What a miracle! While my mother was sitting around the house eating taco's I was being woven together by God inside of her. I came out nine months later whole and complete.. Thank You God! Having been born a sinner, I came out of my mother's womb into the world screaming at the top of my lungs. 

What a blessed childhood I had for my parent's truly loved me. I had everything a child could ever need or even want in those early days. Our home was quiet, peaceful and filled with love. I was blessed beyond measure. 

Raised in the church, I attended a private grade school and was brought up and instucted in that religious denomination. Although my parents took me to church every Sunday, I received no bible instruction at home other than don't do wrong please do right.

Our childhood world is a part of who we eventually become. Often we grow up from that place to being very much like our parents, wether we want to or not. For it's not about wanting, its about learning or being immersed in the experience. As they say, a chip off the old block. Hopefully the "old block" is more than just that but unfortunately many times they are not. So many of us are now being affected generationally by divorce, abuse or addiction and the training and understanding that we needed when we were young was not available. As we grew up lacking what we needed, we don't realize it because we never received it. Thus, as we became adults and start a family of our own, we offer the same that we received to our children, believing that they are receiving what they need to understand as a child. It's not really any ONE'S fault its cumulative down the blood line.