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8. Kindness and Peace trump all else brought forth of our tenure. Kindness and Peace.

7. Peace is calling out to you and will do everything in his power to end this failure with the resurrection of the (H)eartH that you should never have mocked or forgotten.

6. Rise up! Forbid the one that’s asked of you that is not of Love and Peace. Turn it away with haste, it is not your friend, it hasn't your best interests at heart.

5. What of the moments in doubt, surely not enough are clouded by the profit of one tree in all of the forest?

4. I fold my hands outward toward you asking that you receive my loving peace in full, not with a sideways glance, but a dance... that lifts us both.

3. Balance is key. Belief leads us to act, so, a loving belief, it would stand to reason, should be we human’s objective when it comes to our words. Our words, doctrine and otherwise, should be crafted into a most loving outcome. Let soar your beliefs but always keep an eye on the ground…

2. Cherish the (H)eartH’s purpose over all else, otherwise, you've need of much less…

1. Less is more when it comes to words and belief, but the more Love in the words and the belief would be a most welcome event to the duty most sacred now to angels…



© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

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