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Will you fight for life, your life?

Journal Entry

Simple notes written in such a way that understanding may benefit the heart of those who care to look.

“… Théoden replies, ‘I will not risk open war’. Aragon steps in bluntly, ‘Open war is upon us’”.

Life charges upon us in a multiple of ways. Regularly, we are plagued by the forks of life, sometimes unaware we step into the battleground unarmed, other times a consciousness sweeps our hearts with each action we take determining the life, we will live.

We see this fight in a multiple of ways, whether a fight for health, to keep that relationship, a family

Live today under the awareness of Heaven’s gaze.

















Today came with a renewed awareness that Heaven (bliss) was only made for those bold immortal souls who desired to live deeply, to live under a renewed passion to feel all human existence

Desires may only rise to their state of nobility only when they are used for the pursuance of something more divine and ethereal. To serve thy neighbour and to serve the divine, is to seek the noble. To be spent for a stranger’s sake is much more revered.

I Will Fight!

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