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From Other Living Plants


(Herbivores are organisms that are anatomically and physiologically adapted to eat plant-based foods. Herbivory is a form of consumption in which an organism principally eats autotrophs, such as plants, algae and photosynthesizing bacteria. More generally, organisms that feed on autotrophs in general are known as primary consumers.)

Yes. And flowering plants that obtain nutrition from other living plants are usually termed parasitic plants. Parasitic humans, what are they if not herbivores. Killing a life so rabidly for sustenance is why we began as herbivores and we lived longer, more fulfilling lives, or so it would stand to reason. But are we both victim and murderer. That whole collective suicide wrapped tightly in our doctrines. We parade them about as if they are sacrosanct yet our actions beg to differ...

I certainly feel for the farmer, but used to be before the mass production of beef, we kept to our need, not our want, long before flags and stifling wars, when we knew where, who and what we were. I think the key to this is the word "herbivore"... Does that make sense?

These are not my words. My thoughts are a blur as if there is great movement within my thinking that was not there a minute ago and so on until the speed by which I’m telegraphing, if you will, the spirit’s just keep bringing their love, their life, their laughter, their loving affections upon all life and toss in a few fears for good measure. I'm dancing to rid the fearful spirit as fast as I can, that I might then dance with their fullness of Love. It can get a wee bit taxing, why I suppose these words are asking that you choose full Love...

Read my words, dance with my spirit, if you please, and our spirits shall rise to conquer fear and send us off in Love’s embrace and invigorate the courage to adapt to our ever-changing surroundings.

Animals must always know where they are… Remembering that lifetime after lifetime after lifetime, while in denial of where one is, what one is and who one is born to be, can get tiring.

(What?)

A reflection of your belief or a reflection of what you know? The choice is yours, the eartH will either be a holding pen for the unknowable that supposedly awaits our death or the eartH will be Home, even Heavenly if you choose, for she is and we are not, unless we only Love.

(You might want to ask yourselves to begin to act civilized upon the HeartH of Creation, whatever it might or might not be...)

Be civilized, be loving in your spirit and your flesh will follow...

(Too simple.)

Then un-complicate it so that it WILL be...


© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

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