In our lifetime. Of internal warfare. We are now in the presence of our; human spirits.
And It's time we realize; this one reality.
We're invited are guest.
How is it?
One day years ago. I ask a child. Are you a sheep are wolf.
Back then the child responded. I then said. Until you really know. Never accept what any humans tells you about yourself.
Every human; makes one declaration. About themselves.
Back to the truth. Of what happens. In the skin. Of what is beneath; every character is a soul.
That eventually; leaves a set of footprints; in the soil..
Whether we accept it are. Not. It's been God that has carried all humanity this far.
We just lived as if. We controlled; what The Book of Life was written about. For each other. As time passed. And we rebirth. Another generation.
Of ourselves.
In whether are not; their a Soldier. By assignment. Are of blood.
If the reality; remains the same. In the genes. Our ancestry in human history.
In most cases & scenarios. It is.
Then the truth; has always been. A mystery.
Throughout the world of human assignments & associations.
A General is; made. In the skin. They stand alone.
Amongst; is in the presence; of knowing.
How any class of; Soldiers
Eventually Rise & Fall. We just pass; on.
From one generation to the next.
What is in; our bloodlines.
Of testimonies. About Legends.
To not assume; people that are cherished in loved. Are ever forgotten.
