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Lest your future catches up with you. No one can escape from God’s words. nostr:note1qym987tn68cktdynkhwv4hy75cpmhetqh7eltxuncfga283c98qqh8r5y2

Cut the ties, and live life to the fullest. nostr:note1gxxaxgh52advlq07q8gqwmchn34x68quw44ar45ztnxw9vm436pqxpwuft

Not getting children is one way to break traditionalism. Ancestors, the dead, and all. Actually, it’s a very simple life.

If God wrote someone off, there’s no turn arounds. Sure, double potions, and more, He owns all, but… time never goes back.

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All things have vital force but some objects, plants and animals have higher vital force than others. nostr:note1yszhe93g2gq9msjp7s086rqvdpp7m54adfx7qmnyxwlxewky3tlsngjmkh

The universe is composed of interacting and interconnected forces whose manifestation is the physical things we see, including ourselves and those we don't see.

Parenting isn’t easy, with each child a different person. Parents deserve understanding.

God said, “Let the earth sprout vegetation, plants yielding seed, and fruit trees bearing fruit (in which is their seed), each according to its kind, on the earth.” It was so. The earth brought forth vegetation, plants yielding seed according to their own kinds, and trees bearing fruit (in which is their seed, each according to its kind.) God saw that it was good. There was evening morning, the third day.

Hevel, Hevel, Hevel! nostr:note1wfwvc0ldc52g679lw7tt4c6lx84knecyfuwg7mks9e6yasf52wms26pspz

Weaving of smoke, chasing after the wind.

For losing one’s freedom, the whole world evolves. Isn’t that sacrifice? Not posts, thoughts. Any attempt at control of the inside while the outside trudges on carefree, like Bigfoot taking a walk in a Sahara oasis forest. It’s not about winning, but oneness with the human mind, and transcend, because if the higher one goes, the cooler it becomes. That is, what goes up, must go down. So, what is down, must inadvertently rise. Do I sometimes wish I was the wise one, and not the fool clutching at the straw, and call it free-styling? That’s too complex of a question to comprehend, or answer.

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Times like these one feels like a burden. Already turned down the offer, but got dragged down for sympathy’s sake.

We, too! Enjoy the flames while winter hides. nostr:note1az47thmx7qerv75pejg2ld9v44rdyj7uykn8jm6wuxs5mvde68zsdf7tus