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Eternity Is What You Believe


It's tragic, really.

We are foolish beasts unworthy of Love and we are forcing her to make it known. She, the Mother, the Grandmother and the Great Grandmother, is waiting for us to return to remembrance of where we are.

Pray we begin.

Yes. Pray for jobs and economic equality, but then pray for us to open our eyes to where we are so the jobs may well be worth having in the future without war, a future of peace and Love for each person, each animal, and for the diligent care of our most amazing home and of our great fortune.

Love…

~

Do we not see our sentence for the attempted murder of our mother? Are we blind to such imaginings? Are we set to fall short before we draw a last collective breath and fade into the mist of forever sleep, forever without our children and their children and their children and so on to original man... unable to breathe of Love evermore?

The spirit is eternal. Eternity is what you believe, and your home, the eartH, is a part of that eternity.

Life is what we are, and life we create from Love and Love and Love and Love, will instruct us that it is not our salvation that we should be concerned with, but the salvation of the Mother, Grandmother and Great Grandmother.

It is this, your life, that will be visited many times. Eternity is exactly what you make it. Love.


© 2011 by mark prime


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