There is always Hope in being the seed and Joy in being the flower. Nobody is innocent and there are no Accidents. Concepts that depict individual reality are not the petitions of the one asking for an answer. Rather the consolidation to justify the existence of these thoughts will it into the external preface so the flower will bloom in it's own right to exist.
It is therefore easy to see some of the outcomes of the few imposing it's will upon the precipices we call the infinite faces of humanity. Hence giving credence to social media creates what?
Basking in the notions of only one train of thought is right, creates what?
The image of political solutions for the common good created what?
Instant gratification instead of working your way to a conclusive and often more satisfactory outcome, because like the saying we did it the old fashioned way, we earned it, created what?
There are nuances, figments and pigments to our imagination created by wonder and hope, and we are all in this together. We allow the outcomes to ferment instead of as a family growing together and evolving or ascending to the provinces we all allude to in our dreams.
We must first plant the seed of hope in our own terrain of individual reality. We must nurture the strength of love and will it to burst onto the planes of existence so the blossom of Joy becomes it's own artful imagery of coexistence. We all share in the common good, the beauty of creation and the willingness to put forth the responsibility of what we experience from our choices. If at first we don't succeed in our outcomes, obviously we have to become something else. Again, Love is all there is, no matter how the words of the poet are written or imagined on the wall of Life. We have wonder, we have hope, we have the Seeds to Glorify our Joy, so just get back in the saddle and start planting and painting your self portrait on the palate given to us by Mother Nature and the Universes as they unfold just the way they should. As Harmony once alluded, you can live in Love and Positive basking of yourself or chose to experience the opposite facsimile. The Choice is Yours.
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