Nature is coming for us Beloved, sooner or later we Will all become a faint memory.

A once upon a time…

Until then, should I desire to plant good seeds, grow a garden or two for my offspring…

Why would You hinder the flower from blossoming?

When You too can grow a forest

Or two for the next generation leaving behind the prints of your good deeds…

Nature is coming for us…

Why do we choose to cut One another?

Why would You choose to harm instead of heal?

The world does not need any more bloodshed. It needs People at peace within themselves. How else can we offer peace when we know of none?

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