countameter..good souls waiting, sitting watching, hollow eyed each door..what could be the matter? asked what this hangup’s for..Peter swallowed spoke faith he was taught with all his will..’said God is it not a sin a soul vessel to kill? want to know why good people wait what is it for? gates of heaven cost of lie..from politicians war.’
They were given reason as we all learned in the past..we thought deceit a sin complete..but dreams of man are vast..learned of our universe..simple care for rule..rather than mistake or break commandment like a fool..Peter came to God himself..surprise when God came round..said in these seconds called thousands of years still battle sounds..come from every robber..who knows not himself..his unique soul..his unique role..created unique shelf..
Every moment here..long lived time must pass.. when man sees no other..it fogs the looking glass..mirror shows one who they are..what they have to share..the beauty, love capacity..ability to care..destruction has no answer..grant one day they see..that freedom of a self known soul..is free to love and be..one who has his answers..ready to exchange..for answers known by others..mankind will grow and change..
For those known to me..who forget years..in the face of a day..Peace Tony
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