I believe that if we continue to believe that we are powerless to the words within a book, then we are sunk without question. I respect the belief in Heaven, it is the belief in Hell that stymies me. We seem to have literally created it by believing in it. What of the belief in a Heaven beneath our feet, on (H)eartH as it is? Imagine... Peace and Love © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)