Old Soul

Old Soul The breath of life it enters you, Old Soul reborn, returns anew, A complex individual brew, Unique in all this world. Between our lives we talk and talk, And flit about like Falcon Hawks, In Spirit, walk the spirit walk, Till Resurrection twirls. Don Johnson I look for logic and see much suffering, WHY, BECAUSE, Imperfect Monkey/Man lets emotion rule eg: greed malice, envy, and Anger rules today. Our ancestry has Chimpazee who go in packs and will kill and eat rival members of gangs ... Does it sound like human behaviour, it is. Sometimes the Monkey Mans passion consumes the beast... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vKyP3WrItY8

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Cheryl Hoffman

Date: 6/26/2016 8:25:00 AM

Till Resurrection twirls…love the ending there Don! God willing most of us will be part of the 1st one!:)

Don Johnson
Date: 6/26/2016 7:26:00 PM

I look for logic and see much suffering, WHY, BECAUSE, Imperfect Monkey/Man lets emotion rule eg: greed malice, envy, and Anger rules today.