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EVOLUTION IS GOD'S WAY OF LEARNING OF GOD'S CREATION, FREEWILL IS A FUNNY THING...


1. We are to evolve from birth, after birth, onward. It is easy to see that the environment one is raised in can easily predetermine their future behavior, so it is in our best interests to be equals, and then we all have an equal chance to live a happier and healthier life. As a matter of fact, I’d say it’s likely that everything would improve as it should, returning to a state of equilibrium, who knows what we might accomplish in balance.

Then Peace enters into silence, and thus it mostly remains, save for the breathless joy of such revelations…

2. The nature of humankind is nature. It is evident that we have forgotten where we belong at this juncture of our dance. We’re busy wondering what if and planning to explore space, but to what end? Leave a suffering planet to go wreak havoc on another one is not the smartest move to make, the one breathing beneath our feet is Home, best keep it nice and clean as a thank you for such a wonderful creation as Mother (H)eartH- beautiful, outstanding, unique, luscious, unquenchable. (There’s a rumble in that last word…)

3. Remember.

4. Pray.

5. Remember.

6. Pray.

7. Laugh.

8. Rumble.

9. Change.

10. Remember.

11. Pray.

12. Be.



© 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.


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