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Abusing Belief


Is this truly why the US drops bombs upon the middle east,
or is this the reason that "Christians are being abused"?

A balance will never be met when War (vengeance) is joined with belief.
The only way to summon Peace among all peoples is to end War's reach.

(Well how do we help other countries and Christians at the same time?)

We don't. Peace, when in its fullness, needs no "help" in the guise of "compassion", it takes no side, it favors all for it is kindness and it is loving and it is forgiving and its echo never fails to calm the savage beast.

To say there is an imbalance of cruelty toward one or another simply because of a belief or a skin tone or an ideology or a class or a race or a resource is short-sighted to the reality beneath the feet and to the reality being created by human's blindness to the truth. It is to say that War is without end, and that, my fine-feathered spirits, is a lie. It is a lie perpetuated by those who profit from War's abhorrence. War, make no mistake about it, is the enemy of humankind, of (H)eartH, of Life, of Kindness, of Love, of Forgiveness and of Laughter (of God). Ending all War is truly the only option, if Heaven, if Harmony is the aim.

There is no "balance" between Peace and War, only heartache.

Peace IS balance, why not begin now?

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

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