That which doesn't find truth, finds no reason to evolve.
It has no will and it's charities will become stagnant.
With this the insects will lay their eggs, and reap hope from a fatigued mind.

Just as decay will overcome all in our constant battle against time and death, we are allotted an amount of time to figure something out.

Life should be more than a planet with people who stare at each other blankly.
Some know the potential inside us all, yet we are held at bay through the drugs of our desires which keep us acknowledging ourselves before we even think of acknowledging others.

If I had a brother, I'd ask him to prepare for a grand confusion.
If I had a sister, I ask her to learn and anticipate well - her man, for she will be the foundation of his collected strengths.

Man's potential is to prove the souls endless worth by what he does with what he's given.
Woman is the reason, we must allow her to be the beauty we all need her to be -- always the inspiration which will give that special comfort which can be found nowhere else.

Can one so capture the finest edge of a man's struggle ~
and yet keep that edge throughout his life?

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