There are choices we’ve fastened to our spirits that do not belong They are constructs of loneliness. What good are our constructs, like the idea of marriage, it is a toothless endeavor to unite what is only united by the self-discovered, not the uncovered or the unrecoverable, what you find within will surprise you, Christian, Muslim, Jew, Atheist, Buddhist, Non-Believer, Believer, Etc, Etc, Etc… Within is where we… again… begin, only now we should rarely leave it for long, it will die will the spirit when left to soar a lie… ~ When we lose a loved one, especially a child, we are dashed on the rocks with our grief. We are all sons and daughters of God, of Creation, of Exactness, of Love and Peace. Heartache must not be allowed to cloud the truth of the collective. Allow nothing to dim our collective kinship. Be. Be. Be. Think… ~ Hell is not to be repeated and most certainly not with Heaven as dance partner. The most foul absolute is not of God, it is of humanki
(The Weaver's Song)