Whether you believe in God or not, no good power over Earth would ever harm its creations. Nature takes care of all of that–enough devastation even more powerful than futile wars that men commit.
Dear Ones,
No skilled craftsman would be stupid enough to ever destroy a creation that took billions of years to evolve and perfect. The biggest drawback for the originator of the cosmos, whatever it be, is tying to control extreme testosterone wars of violence, barbarity and terrorism that always end up in death and sorrow for everyone. In wars there are no victories–only plans to see how soon the next one can deface Earth.
Such an entity would have to be a goofball completely out of control by blowing up natural beauty such as lilies of the valley and bluebirds singing at the breath of spring–what gives comfort and pleasure to human beings and animal alike. Even kittens love to roll among flowers and kiss the dew off their fragrant petals.
When suddenly is heard bombs bursting in air shocking us by the ugliness of all-out war, with boots from many nations wallowing in mud, ammo contamination and burnt offerings to the gods–young lives, business as usual.
Damn militant based based mentality such as senators chomping for more war funds as they did before Rome Fell. Materialistic corporate industrial warlord gain for war economies bringing nothing but shame. Remember Earth's prophets for peace, not lustful profits of war, are the way to stop aggression.
Your very precious souls emerge from the stars, from the cosmos–why you are important and therefore have a definite goal in life. Love yourself and others and all of you will be happy to enjoy life instead of shooting and beheading one another like mad three stooges. Your mother gave birth to you a child to act decent, not a monster to bring yourself and others misery,
Young people, a good leader is one that instills within you structure, meaning, order, feeling of belonging, fulfillment and a sense of curiosity that can never let you be bored. This strength and contentment, especially when stressed out by unhappy, desperate situations, comes from the spark within your very soul.
And your very precious soul comes from the stars, from the cosmos–why you are important and therefore have a definite goal in life. Treat each other with dignity and respect and it will come back to you like a game of boomerang.
Read the poem INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley and you'll get a grip on your life you'll never forget.
"I am the master of my FATE. I am the captain of my ship."
Your built-in conscience tells you what is right and what is wrong. It makes you love and not hate. It inspires you to be treat people and animals well, instead of torturing them, what is weird, weak and cowardly. If you think you don't have a conscience, you need help fast from some kind of mentor.
Mame,
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