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Love, peace and goodness to you, yours and the (H)eartH...
Fear exists to keep us from our truth.
Eradicate them all, scribe!
(Lovingly change them into all...)
I choose, Love... I chose Love long ago, it just didn't choose me, I fought my way back from what seemed like a nightmare I was stuck in until I went on a medicine journey and found out who I was born to be. Forgiveness, next to Love's Lovely angel Love. How lovely is a three, a trilogy of laughter. Add another loved one within your tribe, it couldn't hurt, it would be filled with Love. Right?
Our language has even been corrupted to glance a message that cannot be translated without our belief...
I don't know anything. I'm just the scribe, remember?
(Yet it is you, according to you, so to speak.)
I didn't mean-
Love will conquer all Fear and then shepherd it out of Love to nevermore.
A balance must be met, I just added another level, a level of truth, before all of our beliefs come raging Home at the same time.
Where are you?