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Filth is a reflection of our hearts, our spirit. Until we clean the interior up...there will be no better, cleaner earth. Everything we touch will turn to dung. Earth is an image of our interior home -- one from outside the earth, if wanting to know where mankind is spiritually, need look no further than the condition of our planet, physically, politically, etc.. No Second Coming Till man's first. Christ tried to tell is this, yet we still do not understand. God gave us awesome power, to will consciously and unconsciously, an Eden or Hell to live in. No escaping that power and awesome responsibility...no eternal heaven dwelling, not yet, for saying a lot of prayers and singing many worship songs when we leave this earth behind...you will be back...and back...and back...till we finish the joy of Spiritual Transformation from the carnal man to the Christ oriented man -- Son Of God outright Manifest throughout all creation.  Everyone of us, The Good the Bad and the Ugly (little green men), are spiritually connected. What happens to any, in some way, will be visited on the many. There is no escaping Karma. Those who think what I am saying is some form of New Age Mystical Voodoo, are welcome to think so.  This was not written to shake spiritual foundations...if you are happy, content with your already established religious beliefs, please continue to be Happy! Peace and love to all.

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