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Returning To the Source

They are ashamed of what they are today; butchering fellow humans, growing viruses in labs, using "lesser" races as guinea pigs in experiments..... Everything vile they have done is in black and white; grace has put their remaining conscience and morals in life support - the only salvation from their own selves is Enlightenment. The gods who made them from stardust are far beyond the stars and time itself. The twinkling stars in the sky is the only memories of them that the mortals are left with.... It is by becoming better than their previous selves that they can reach the level of the gods, though it might take time.... "Let's gather the stardust of virtue, and make a bright image of ourselves, like our gods!" the sages say.

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Date: 2/23/2015 10:14:00 PM
If only the sages' words could be heeded...atrocious but with true sentiments!
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 2/24/2015 1:36:00 AM
Thank you very much for your kind comment Maverick! ;-)

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