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In Order to Bring About any Loving Change


The eartH was here before humankind. Life, Love, and dare I say, Laughter, began before us, we just personified things…

If the eartH superseded us, then it is, in my opinion, and logically, the eartH that we owe our first known allegiance to.

(What of our families?)

Without the whole of “family” we have little ability to effect the changes needed to cleanse the eartH of our foul uses.

(Are we not then required to Love one another in order to bring about any loving change?)

Positive change, yes. But this still does not change the order of things. The eartH is humankind’s only “known” beholden, leaving what we believe to be, second. We should absolutely love one another, family is most certainly sacred as a whole, but we should never forget where we are.

(So you think our love for the eartH comes before our love of one another, even our own children?)

Yes and no. YES, in the sense that our first duty, stewardship, the cleansing of Home, long now neglected, comes “first”, that we might, as a human race, continue to disseminate the spirit of Love upon our Home (and logically upon one another), that we might continue to have meaning in the flesh... and NO, in the sense that, without our full love for one another, our duty to the eartH will surely continue to fail. Our duty can only be successful if we summon the fullness of our love, for the eartH and for one another.

(What?)

If we cannot fully love as one family, how on eartH can we expect to fully love Home as needed in order to cleanse the eartH of our loveless turn?

(Silence…)


© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime


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