If I had a wish this day, it would be to think and ponder
about…
To what is greater, the word love on the lips of a mother
when conceiving, or the love on the lips of a child when they say “mom…”
Love, the only emotion one can not achieve by one self, the
value of which is eternal in the lives and the spirit of every man, every woman;
the moral of love is reflected in each individual.
From the very beginning does a child need your love, a love
so grand so pure.
Is that not the very definition of the word prosperity? The
holding of an ideal so strong as to place it to be above the significance of a
job, or an income; do we not hold love so dear that we would take the very
proceeds of the income to provide a place to hold a love so dear.?
Is that not in each of us, each to a one!
Does it matter where you are from, or who you call friend? Do
you not at the very reading of this, sit within the comfort of such a place in
your mind? Has not the technology we use today allowed this, a moment of your
time in such a place!
Does not your job, a place where the people who work next to
you feel the same, try and build the same, no matter your opinion of their love’s
value, they still do the same. Is that not reflected during your chosen
pathways to work, to school, to play; is that not why you live where you do or
choose where you work, you play, or you attend school? Work for what you want.
Does not the beggar in the street go and find such a place,
even if built of cardboard or clothing?
What fear of your neighbor must you really have!
Now please explain to me the Tax of a Tank, then tell me
after you have built that tank, tell me why
you want to sell that tank.
Tell me why, if love is so universal, that you need that
tank in the first place.
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