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Earth was a perfumed garden residing in a single galaxy beauteous fair among the planeted channels so blooms its presence which has given birth to me lighted reflections among the waterfalls succulent as oranges in bowls of cedar or apple blossom petals dancing in the winds there enticed my heart to the park of natures nursery where the trails are laden with baby's breath and blueberries myrtle juniper , ash , thimbleberries , and chanterelles we have steeped peppermint , currant and sassafras for tea with hyssop , palmetto , and mandrake turmeric , saffron , paprika , sage among our spices dried plantain , maiden hair and olives have graced our tables mallow , ginseng , nutmeg , cinnamon , pennyroyal tamarind , rue , every flora and fauna that sprouts unrivaled in all her bounties provisions made for every delight energy and power has shaped her mountain ranges meadows , valleys , islands , and seas so complete her resources that we can find nothing that delights lacking in her but we ourselves how quickly man has replaced her cotillion of species with cement and a flat screen where empire means empty and shaped steel means plenty and the dance of dominion is the desolation of what supports our lives shackles , chains , slavery , prison to a shallow society of souls surrendered to the immolation of creation the arsenal of greed and pride which has bound the herd upon the precipice of suicide where swiftly the poison of property has dashed and crushed life upon the rocks where nothing can grow the slow death of humanity drowning in his own debris our luxury someone else's slavery the 10 year old who is hungry and climbs into a pit for what we consider less than nothing mining our riches we decry poverty and bondage but sight unseen does not make us clean where sensory masturbation is the addiction of the masses all that is left for the " lower classes " I'll not give you this if you haven't looked around you are considered " remiss " the 99 percent are still richer than two thirds of the rest of humanity your baby sitter is no longer "black and white" but unfettered violence of every type when the store is empty where will you turn ?? Matt 24:3-14 IITim 3:1-5 Apocalypse 11:15-19 COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller

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