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DO NOT FLEE


Do not flee the truth beneath the feet, do not imagine a better place in the offing, this is now, this is now and this is now. (H)eartH is a living, breathing, feeling thing, Life in its masterful evolution, not some eyesore from our lowly human perspective, a thing we need shape in the image of Peace and Love and Kindness and Charity and Heaven and Home and for the collection of Life...

Do not imagine that threats and actions of retribution are not central to many of the problems in the world. Violence begets violence without question. Bless those that go to war for an ideology based on ownership and fear of and from and with far too much pride in destructive force, they're going to need such blessings in order to face the truth of such an ideology.

ISIS was created by empire, created in order to meet an agenda, an end that falls short of Love and misrepresents the pathway to Peace.

Love the people all, end all War and have no need to create a warrior class and instead create a story worth repeating.

Peace & Love

© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

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