How ever to deal with matters, everyone has the same idea in the end. Sobeit to do for oneself, or allowing someone to do it for them, or by a massive catastrophe.
When pastures new give for what to achieve by, is just a matter of time to whether it will keep giving or needing to find another reliable source.
Just as can't kid a kidder, can a gambler also give a tip. While they hold the hands of time to their peril, they also give out a darkened smog of smoke to be clouded by.
Even though all roads lead to somewhere, and many may wish to travel along to reach the same place. Yet, every journey is an individual purpose for the destination to reach.
Finding the right one is as a field of flowers that come up to bloom, and only one will shine like a sparkling diamond. But, some look in exotic places that become praised and applauded by others.
In the forest; it is their heart that drives them, as a power source to their mechanical enthusiasm. Only that heart had been torn out of them like to be eaten up inside, as if their chest had been ripped open. Leaving a hollow emptiness that now drives them to anger. Building up a storm, a thunderous rumbling storm. While everyone are seeing clear skies with the random odd drizzle to deal with. This chaos drifting up ahead of them like their mind leading the way, passing by with much damage to cause.
In the stones; raising a flag albeit to surrender causes more of a commotion since they stand all alone, although smug will have a future following and no longer for they to be alone with such tales, love will be that other side of the heart to tell and only words reveal past revelations.
Jeremiah Ch.7:V.2 " - Stand in the gate of the LORD's house, and proclaim there this word, and say, Hear the word of the LORD, all ye of Judah, that enter in at these gates to worship the LORD."
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