It’s a sad sad day when many are subdued into believing the simplest of lies or the oversight that leads to these lies.

Take for instance the almost death of a “patient” that was dragged all the way to the operating table to be gutted when the alleged “brain dead” stare turned out to be a downright lie.

The doctors were so quick to miss and then dismiss any signs of life in this patient, it’s an sickening “benign” crime that they didn’t see more clearly the wit about the will to preserve life in the still living and/or loving.

People should not be treated as material objects to be lent to another so objectively. All have worth to a esteemed degree. Respect of life goes very far in this world all around.

The patient was depressed beyond reco-- it’s a sad fricking state when you find out that this same patient was one who committed suicide just 16 months later...

Talk, it can go further than you think, and please tell me you seek honor in this and not instead of expectations that lead to falling to an ill rise of a stipend to please your critics within...

A force of felicitous fondness found in meager truth. No not the force of will that has been forced into twisting the intent to only lead -- instead -- to destroy the lot of humanity.

Lead to the meager palace of a shrine that does not lead to distanity! That’s the distant way of motions that move in the creed of mortal beings to destroy the destitute of the resilience in us all.

Do you fall for a fort of deceit? And then questing even the will to survive when no wrong doing was done.

There is still some glimmer of hope in the byproducts of those who pushed others to the brink of only being able to leave thoughts on paper of parchment; as a Mother of love in her daughters adventure will gladly share to those who will but listen. A message in a bottle was washed ashore, for the thought of simply love to be connected with the universe at large. Why did the distant grow so far?