Real news don't just reach the mind by stories in a paper. The real news will be believed with the eyes to be certain of sharing that tale.
Big dreams to carry inside that mind and for the tiny feet to walk upon. It's a big weight to have if can keep that head up to follow.
Before will need to know for exactly how to land the perfect shot. Required a lot of practise to strike such a pose. Nowadays, it's reversed where amongst many can decide on the best version.
Letting something to worry about land in the lap. No wonder to lose sleep over, not realising what the fuss in worrying was all for.
Funny how the precise thing to get anyone into that trouble in the first place, soon becomes the thing that they rely upon. Where wanting to reach others more quickly so make further advancements on the thing that drove them to it.
In the forest; once a city like a concrete jungle. What towered high above like trees in a forest. As a change in season where the branches become bare. So do the buildings as they fall to ruins. Unlike a turn for a new leaf, what replaces the existence is a pile of bones. A mountain of skulls on top of a nest of skeletal remains. That's the life to now see within a city of destruction.
St. Mark Ch.3:V.23 " - And he called them unto him, and said unto them in parables, How can Satan cast out Satan?"
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