Wolf Diamonds and Life…

A721Are we more than the physical bodies we almost realize? An Eternal Spirit is a forever being with great substance and knowledge and wisdom and the understanding of…We are the dreams of everything and more than less…It is not the riddle of life. It is the living of this day. We are not born to die. We are not created by accident or purpose or reason or rhyme. We are life and we rule universal space  between drops of rain and among flakes of snow.

We spin just right of whales with horns and the unicorns of ages ago and futures from earth. We live inside the great shadows of a trillion suns of light and night and moon silver twirls upon the magnificence of between times when drenched in golden dreams and diamond wolves of today’s day-night. Not a middle riddle called Life…

Walk these Martian trails long before bombs turn soil red and chase air away from ground. We dance piper sounds between green cliffs of magic and the forever of Ever-lands. Gods smile and we; you and I smile back and with boundless energies of we—feed the land. We are the blood of substance but just for a little time and then we begin-again as now and as then ago.

Do we determine our own destiny—both as spirits and as the blood of flesh? Angry Gods do not exist. Angry men—matter little except to scrubs of scurry selves, being just before the spirits of after self and spinning matter of expressions. Rude the kings and queens of foolish speak when angles fall toward earthbound trivial moment and gods require no explanations and fear rules these angled angels.

As bloody flesh, we turned peace to war and gash—slash across another spin of earth. Battles disturb the strength of peace and the balance of life. We war against nothing except the ideas and ideals of Anti-life. Remove religions and governments and kings and queens!  Better-to-fall-in-love—not-to fall-in-battle—donchathink?

And! Beautiful you are…