"I am so sick, and tired of everyone telling me, that world peace isn’t achievable. They scoff, almost offended, looking at me like, “How dare you say such a thing!”. That thought, the possibility of a harmonious existence is unachievable. Impossible to fathom into existence. And that’s where it starts. A choice, to accept the belief, the idea, the thought, that evil is far stronger than love. But we parade are ourselves on the fact that we believe in the idea, the thought, the theme of, “Love” conquers evil. Love saves all. In the belief in Love, and the faith in the light, we banish the dark, and find the equilibrium, the balance of our brain, or the mind, body, and soul, the clock works and bells of the universe. Co crafters and casters of time. Tracing the myths, that lead us to higher existence. A higher path, a higher salvation. A salvation to the light. A salvation for all souls, souls of wondrous open existence, souls of divine being, divine light, divine nature in their veins, in their marrow. Flowing nectar of a knowledgeable stream. A vector, a vessel of love and pain, the arts are the mirror of the soul, and it’s time to use it, to free thy soul. Peace is possible, because evil is possible, and both need, energy, belief, and currency, to cause a reaction in the cosmic dusts of the universe, to magnetically draw, their vibration into pixilated existence. Crashing and thrusting electrons, projecting an image, a color, to your eye, crafting a reality, of their energetic intentions. Positive or negative, it can be either, so don’t you see? Do you get it now? Where we attach our belief, the reality we attract.
If we choose the system of deception, greed, and well written lies, we fall into extinction, we become finite creatures, who turned out to be slaves in the end, wasted potential, by the hands of the elites, the hands of those, who stole thys planet, the planet, that was so governed by electric vibrations of love and light, a planet of healing and intuition, rivers of divine riches of the wealth and knowledge of the doors that lead us into infinity, the doors, that make us infinite, and whole. "
Excerpt from my short story, "The Sunking".
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