speak death or life unto others and the same returns to you. so as you were blind and remain deeply blind in your psyche, for the divinity of your emotion. that you are only joy and compassion in my hand at creation, that you are only joy and love in my hands at creation. can you imagine what you really are for even a moment? break through the fog of lies you believe, overcome this illness of the world in you. all you have to do is release the world and come back.
they have fallen and are my children gone astray. what great joy is it to dispatch your own child into eternal suffering? so much talk about saving children and yet you all are mine and who saves whom in the end in a discard belief system that does not imitate me?