Unbound and free from freedom, science, and technology, human power raised its foot too high over the nature’s power, the world’s freedom and health, and over too many undiscovered nature’s truths. Every second of every hour, day and days, we ignore nature, use it, abuse it, and destroy it, in thousands of different ways. We highly insult the earth’s soil and it is fatigued from the diabolic wars. We people, have very little use for this nature and the earth’s soil. We simply need land. Who is this power over nature’s freedom and health? WHOEVER it is, it cannot be the power of God. It is a power that is too much and too much is not enough. It is a might, possessing a power that can make this world into less than nothing. God and his believers of nature, teachers, healers, and pure life’s philosophers, you are aware of the fact that time is unable to stop and wait, and the rest of nature cannot forgive. Beautiful children, women and men of all colors, sizes, and shapes, we all have the need for nature’s virginity and truth -God’s truth. There’s no other power over God’s power that we can trust. We must stand together as one, and pray to God for each other, and we must pray with an immense respect for the rest of his worthy nature.
God, please forgive me for my sad thoughts, but, I very often ponder, “How can you help us on this earth, without nature’s help? WHO can and How?”
Beautiful people throughout this world, rich and poor alike, we need very little to be rich, but we need a lot to be poor. We face extremely critical times of nature, times which this nature lost. Tiny nature is already battling the human sperm. Now is the time when we must speed up, not with autism, cancer, bird flu…, but it is essential that we catch up to time and make our speed faster than that of time, and quicker than the speed of man’s worst enemy, the fly, and anything else that grows. Quickly, we must gain knowledge how to learn to speed up, in this circle of life, and follow nature’s speed, but not supersede it. It is then, that we will be able to discover the many existing life’s truths, the very same truths which parents can discover and predict when, and if, they spend some time to follow their young children’s life’s steps. Who follows? Teachers, healers – who follows? More definitely than ever before, we would then, be able to discover, as well as prevent many of the life’s unanswered questions, the WHY’S and the WHY NOT’S. Time cannot stop and wait. World please, let us not be late. A pure life philosophy, especially in this 21st Century, which in the long run could help us, has not yet been born, and will not be born, unless we can help the holy scale, nature’s balance. Nature’s balance is God’s law. The umbilical chord between us, humans, and Mother Nature, has been severely damaged on both ends. I ask you, people, how far away from nature’s good power, from our freedom and health, are we able to walk?
We are huge country, we are big people, so let us stay close together, in unison. We must tell our children and grandchildren the truth about what nature is, who is the power, who has the power, and who is always there to help maintain their freedom and health, now, and in their future days. It is then, that the other children of the world will follow their road. How healthy, wise and wonderful it is that some people, just like the rest of nature, always follow the light.
Regardless of what topic I may be writing about I always find, that God, nature, life and America, preoccupy my thoughts. As you may already know, I was not born in America, yet I feel very thankful and extremely proud when I am able to say, as many of us often do, “We, Americans.” It is we, the Americans, who are going to be facing a forked road on the election day of 2008. We will be facing number eight, a very philosophical number. It is the only number from the other nine numbers that meets and holds its two ends together. I am thankful to God that it is not number nine, because nature, freedom and health, throughout the world, are unable to wait any longer. I strongly believe that 2008 is a philosophical year, and that we, Americans, will make a wise healthy step, a giant world step. Nature, freedom and health, throughout the world, are begging us, and they await our help. Nature is everything. Therefore, we must help our nature, so that we as well, as the rest of the world, may have “something” before we have “nothing.”
If on election day of 2008, the whole world made a decision to stand on one side of the life’s board, my decision would be to stand on the other side of it, accompanied by nature and children. I would look down from this board, alongside the children and nature, no matter how long it would take. I would then be able to exclaim to them, “We did not fall.” People can criticize people! No one can criticize nature!
I am addressing this to all of the beautiful children of the world. Please, know that nature is everything and so are you. Don’t allow anyone to sell your world. It is yours. Whatever you possess too much of, share with others, pray to God, and respect and love His nature. Life loves you, and so do I.
During the days of WWII, I was a young, little boy, a boy, searching for love and peace. Each day I searched, I found a big, cold, empty world. “Nothing” is a very wrong word to use, but, nothing could help to heal my tender, wounded mind, body and heart, nothing, except for the earth’s soil, a woman and the sun. Every morning when I woke up, I gazed through the window, waiting for the sun to rise. The warmth of the sun’s rays touched and healed my wounded mind and heart, but, there were days, and hours in a day, when the sun’s power was unable to reach and help heal my mind and heart. Layers of clouds, dark shades, decreased the power between the sun’s power, and my tender thirsty heart, thirsty for love and peace. The sun could not always reach, what the beautiful power of beautiful women, mothers, with their warm respect and love, always reached. Because we are human, and are the parents of Nature, war and fighting are very weak, unhealthy powers. Our love is our healthy power, a love which a little boy, now an old man, cannot forget; a power within power, the earth’s soil, women and sun, a power which cannot be washed away or dried up, but it cannot be wounded any more than it already is. World, we are losing the parents of our freedom and health, and the worst part of it is, and it can’t be any worse, is that more than half of this world is staring and looking, at what it is unable to taste and see. The sunpower could not reach what women, mothers, always reached.
I can still feel the warmth of the women’s warm arms, their embrace holding me tight, close to their warm bodies and hearts. I still have memories of their healthy warm wishes and words. They called me “child” and “son.” They talked to me and built my hope each and every day. I can still hear the words “Child, son, don’t be afraid. The bombing will stop very soon. The war will come to an end. Your father will return home, soon.” I can still feel their spilled tears, running down on my face and neck. Love is a beautiful power, a power that is still “melting” an old man’s heart. “Son, the war will come to an end.” Their warm healthy wishes have not yet, come true. To have one child, one parent killed, is too much, and it is TOO MUCH, but to have killings and loss of life by the thousands, is not enough.
World, we, in many different ways, have very badly wounded nature in our gardens, our green earth. We are definitely, and in every way, losing the battle. We are unable to ask our health and freedom questions. Why not? What is good, and what will help our green earth is that God possesses the power and His NATURE is holding the truth. Once a young, little boy, now an old man, I walk from one end to the other, but never far from Nature and God.
It’s a beautiful early morning of 2007’s spring and the sun has not yet risen. All nature awaits, as I do, for the sun to rise. Why ……. waiting for a healthy power to rise!? Standing in my garden observing nature’s power, the words cannot express how beautiful the truth is! As I await for the sunrise, world’s life questions fly through my mind, and there’s one answer, only one life’s answer __ the big Mother, the beautiful America.
It is springtime and it is a beautiful morning. The sun rose; love and peace rose just in time. America, “colorful” world, beautiful people, in our lifetime, time controls everything, and it could be, as it is, too late for many things, but, America, for love and peace in our lifetime, it is never too early and never too…! But, sooner is better than later! As I miander in my tiny garden, from one fruit tree to another, I see nature’s power, the beauty of the spring’s truth. The fruit trees blossom before their leaves grow. Why? Why is it before their leaves grow? I, a long time ago, asked my Mother this same question, over and over again. Why? “Why do you feed me, Mom, before you feed yourself?” I call fruit trees, beautiful women, beautiful mothers. A powerful power; power is love. This world, our nature, and our children, need only respect and love. My Mother fed me first, with the first and the best power, love. Just as my Mother has done, mother fruit trees also feed their babies, their flowers, their children, first. It is a sweetness and a power which endures a lifetime. It’s a power, which in too many ways, is taken away from our young children, women, mothers, earth’s soil and the sun. Why? Oh, God, how close, and yet how far we are, from your good Nature’s power! The time is here! We are facing time __ not politically, but physically, religiously and mathematically. We must give, before we can have, and, we will give. The future has been planted for our past, and it was planted, as well, for the 21st century. It was planted quickly in a thousand different ways, by the use of manpower over nature’s power, and the bad weeds sprouted before the good bread seeds. 21st Century’s spring was a dormant spring. The power, earth’s soil, women and sun are still waiting to sprout, bloom and blossom. The weather was, and still is, cold, cloudy, windy and dry, but before the 21st Century’s spring is over, this weather will change.
Physically, mathematically and religiously, a huge life’s wave is coming in, from the two ends. God possesses the power, and His Nature holds the truth, a colorful world for all of us. The power which exists between the earth’s soil and the sky, has the might to help the nature’s balance and the young buds, its young children, of this world. How little it is that we need to get, what we are not fighting for! Love! All of us were born and brought into the world with a tremendous love, and we didn’t have to fight for it. It truly was a beautiful gift for us all, for each other, and for the world, that women, our mothers, carried in them for nine months and, then, delivered to the world, just with love. If there’s no love, it is the end. How beautiful and healthy it is, just with love! Without love, physically and mathematically, God could not have created “nothing” before “something.” What God couldn’t, a human being could?!?! America, the world’s questions, one life’s answer, is lying on our table. American people, let’s not tear it apart! Nature is fighting us, as never before, and we, ourselves, are fueling that fire! Why? World, don’t you see that we, humans, are standing in the center of this battle, fighting each other? There’s no love!
“Global warming” may not say much, but it’s true that, the grass can stop growing before the ice melts. Global warming has created a very unhealthy world dish, and it is now serving it to the rich, to the poor, and to all of us, alike, in the form of air, water and food. This dish came about from many different unhealthy layers and shades. “Global warming” are only two simple words that may not say much to most of us, but autism, cancer, heart disease, obesity and bird flu are telling us our life’s truth. A very closely-related family is standing on one line, and the line is extremely long. Can we see where the line has begun, and can we see where is its end? Do we need God and His Nature’s help? Without the love and the respect for our nature, what God couldn’t, human being definitely could! More than half of our world is looking at a very unhealthy sight that it cannot see, and there are some who live with a hope that money can come to our aid of our green earth. Yes, it is true that money could’ve helped all of us, but not before life’s education, respect and love could, and can, help us. What money accomplished for our nature, money is still lacking the power to “buy” for it. Some of our life’s philosophy has the same power as the one who created the fruits without the seeds.
God, how close and, yet how far!!??!! We must learn quickly how to divide and we must learn a great deal about pressures, and life’s speed. Global warming, green earth, our world needs to build a strong economy composed of nature’s balance, freedom and health, a balance that is as sweet as it could be – a sweet God and His Nature’s law. World, a closely-related line began to form and grow when someone’s “unripe” life, yet, an educated mind, decided to step over the power of nature and play a game with Mother Nature’s huge breast, in a similar way as with the power of a woman, a mother’s breast. The end of the line is where the line began. Within our lifetime, we should never forget the two letter word, “IF.” We ran through too many life’s STOP signs and red lights, and, if we continue to do so, autism, in this young 21st Century, will not be able to help autism.
The world’s life questions, one life’s answer, and the life’s key, is lying on our American table. I strongly believe that America possesses the powers that the rest of the world lacks. America, and the world, stand close together, as one, and there shouldn’t be any questions, because there is only one life’s answer. In order that we may have peace and love, it is never to early, and it is never too…but, sooner is better than later.
One world, nature, is counting hours and days; it is waiting for us, for parents’ help. America, the life’s answer, and the life’s key has been lying on our table for a long time. Nature’s doors are locked, as is the world’s health and freedom. They are locked up behind the doors of Nature.
Women did not alter the world. Women, our mothers, delivered beautiful gifts into this world, for this world, simply with love, not battle. Physically and mathematically, not politically, our world is facing the power of pure nature, the power of women and mothers. How very little is so much! The weight of a bit longer strand of hair can help and hold nature’s balance; God and His Nature’s law, as sweet, as sweet could be!
Once a little boy, now an old man, I am now standing on one side of my life’s board. My love, my beautiful nature, as I have been walking from one end to the other, I found life to be so beautiful; at the same time, I also found that some human “huge” minds, not bodies, are a huge life’s waste. What we plant in our life, we must eventually harvest. Beautiful nature, my love for you I will not take with me, I cannot take it, it cannot die. Girls and boys, the day will come when my wishes for you will come true. Come to my grave, I will wait. Please, plant one fruit tree on top of my grave. I will wait, wait, for the first ripe fruit to fall on top of my grave. That will be the day, and the days, when love and peace will bloom and blossom. No matter what, this world must, and it will, make a turn.
Women have not changed the world. A woman will change the world. American people and the world united, it is better sooner than later – give the woman the key. I will wait, wait, for the first ripe fruit to fall on top of my grave. I will wait. That will be the day when the unborn children will no longer be afraid. Pressure! Women did not change the world. That will be the day when I will be able to turn in my grave, turn peacefully, rest, and wait. My love, beautiful nature, I cannot take with me what you will find is mine, my life’s gift for you. Beautiful nature, I will take your love, which I didn’t buy, but I do know it is mine. I will not say goodbye. I will wait.
War is an unhealthy power
Love is a power
Love is the answer,
What the devil can do,
But the devil doesn’t do,
No matter where you are,
And no matter who you are
And where you’re standing in this world
Drop your gun
Stop fighting
Your love and mine
Our love, will feed the devil
And tell the devil what to do
Walking behind ALL
People, please don’t rush
Flying above the birds
Flying above the sky
The drops, the sun the moon the stars
Life’s drops are all mine.
II
Walking behind ALL
People, don’t be afraid
One drop, the earth’s soil holding in my hand
The soil is not dry
The sun is powerful and warm, as the child’s eyes
Without the moon, what the world can see will dry
Life’s drops are all mine.
III
Walking behind the Time, the line is long
How can the earth’s soil be dry
When women and children cry
Tear drops are falling down
And they all fall into one drop
The sun, the moon, and the stars
The life’s drops – are all mine.
IV
Walking behind a long line
People, why are you walking away from your home
Please, don’t rush
Those walking sad and in fear
And walking last on line
They will be served first
One drop
The world is mine.
And that is the reason why this world is physically and mathematically suffering. Compared to the nine numbers, we created, and are creating, too many words. This earth’s soil and the sky is very rich, so why do we need so many words? Are we missing a number, a number from nine to ten? No, we are not. Number ONE, physically and mathematically, created numbers without a zero, but ends them with a zero, and without words. World, we are too soon, too early, adding too many zeroes behind one number, number ONE, and our health, and too many words behind too many lost lives. From nine to ten, we just need to stand behind the one number, number ONE. Why a zero? A zero was already added on. If we don’t stand behind number ONE, this world will physically, and mathematically collapse.
God is good
God respects and loves
All of his Nature the same
The power of Nature is telling us
“We trust God. We obey God’s laws
And work for God.
As Nature, we work together
For ourselves.”
II
God is as good as a good teacher
Children in a classroom
Will work with warmth in their heart
For a good teacher
First with their hearts
Then with their minds
We need good teachers
The same way as we need a good God
All Nature obeys God’s laws
And we need teachers who can obey Nature’s laws.
III
Let’s start to feed the devil with little
Let the devil suffer, but not die
We don’t need a perfect world
We need a better world
Let’s leave the heights of the mountains as they are
Let’s stay away from a perfect love
Pound for pound will be enough
Let the devil suffer, but not die.
IV
God, please tell me what the world doesn’t want to know
Almighty, is it too late to ask?
We can help ourselves and Nature
By working together
For a good God
Together, for ourselves
We cannot work and live, as we live and work
One against all Nature
If we live, as we live, the devil will die.
V
All Nature obeys God’s laws
This world needs teachers who can obey Nature’s law
Who can teach children and tell the world
“God will not increase his power, for us
Over his Nature’s power,”
Let’s feed the devil with very little
Let the devil suffer
But don’t let him die from hunger.
(It’s Beginning in the 27th Century and ending in the 21st)
I
Why, far away from home?
For the very first time I slept and dreamed peacefully about life,
As a tree dreams in the winter,
And as a fruit tree dreams its early spring dream, and blooms and blossoms.
It’s a dream that a fruit dreams in the summer and fall, and it ripens.
A dream, a very last dream.
II
In my dream, for the very first time,
I let my mind fly and speed,
As free as a bird from its cage could fly,
Underneath the clear, peaceful sky,
And above the blooming and blossoming creeks, rivers, and the deep seas.
I dreamed what I have been searching for since my young days,
My dream is to find love and peace underneath this beautiful sky.
Why, far away from home, in my home?
III
Far away from home.
It is the first peaceful night,
And the first peaceful dream.
In my dream, no one woke me up,
And no one asked me to write.
I let my mind fly and speed as a mind, but not faster than the speed of daylight,
With the intention of landing,
Before the night closes its eyes.
Speed up as a mind,
But, only, the quickest speed which God had the power to create.
IV
Far away from home, in my home
In my dream, voices of birds, love and peace
Woke me up, before the sunrise.
This happiness made me cry.
I found myself living in a small house,
A house with one door,
A door without a lock.
In my dream, I found the living truth
Existing between the reality and the dream
Far away from home.
V
Far away from home,
A beautiful morning has risen,
Filled with peace and love.
All nature bloomed and blossomed, like truth.
In my dream, as in my life,
I looked down before I looked up,
And I could tell how happy and peaceful the face of the earth’s soil was.
It was as happy and peaceful,
As a good lover can make
A woman’s face
In the later years of her life.
VI
In my dream, I looked down before I looked up,
And I found the human footprints positioned unusually close to each other.
These footprints made me ponder, “If God created another quicker speed than that of the
human mind, what could IT be?”
I lowered myself to my knees,
And I touched the footprints with my fingers and my mind.
I found the answer to what IT could be
Underneath the footprints
VII
In my dream, a beautiful morning was born.
Forests were covered with large dew tears, love and peace,
And the sun’s healthy rays
Aided the lizards and snakes in removing their winter clothes,
The same as they made me remove mine.
It was the very first moment in my life’s dream
When I could not see anything else in front of my eyes, except the truth, peace, and love God and his nature, truth, peace and love.
VIII
It was a peaceful dream, and a peaceful morning
Underneath the crystal-clear, blue sky.
I looked up and I could see
Many angels who were flying very high in the sky
And, flying very low, just above the trees,
Were three angels with large wings,
Holding onto something large and white.
As they flew, far away from home, in their home
IX
I shouted up to them, very loudly,
“Friends, who are you?”
One of them answered,
“Now is the time to say it, “We NEVER WERE, friends.”
The angels flew very low
As they held a blank map of the world in their hands,
The likeness of an animal skin with two large ears, and not too long of a tail
X
The three angels whose wings were large
Were flying very low.
Two of them held the map of the world, by its shoulders,
And the third one held it by its tail, not willing to release it.
They dropped this map from their hands
And, then, flew away, very low.
I woke up from my beautiful dream,
And I’m unable to stop myself from crying.
XI
World, please, remove your shoes and your socks
And step, with your bare feet,
Onto the face of the earth’s soil.
That answer, to what IT could be,
Will be found there!
Good, almighty God,
It is a long, rough road!
Why, far away from home?
I cannot see any existing difference between the religions, and the various colors of flowers, in this beautiful garden. Which flower, and which color, is beautiful? What is beautiful? Is it the color, itself, or is it that, which we are looking at, that is beautiful, the beautiful truth? How would this world and the honeybees look and feel, if there were only one kind of a flower, or no flowers at all? What could happen to the honeybees and the world? Thank God, IT didn’t happen in W. W. II. Beautiful people, have you ever tried to taste honey that was made from many different flowers, of many different colors? It is the best! It’s not only sweet, but it is healthy. It is as sweet as the God’s sweet truth. It is nature’s power and truth. Without the raindrops, nature would slowly wilt and dry. Without religion, what would happen to this world? It would happen slowly, and much, much worse. God, help our minds, so that we may help our beautiful, honest children, and ourselves. Human, healthy power, hasn’t been born yet, who could destroy another healthy human power without destroying his own. A human being cannot harm any other religion without harming his own. WHY? It is because our human life is built the same as that of a spider’s web. No matter where, or how, it is touched, our life’s entire web will shake and it IS shaking. God, how great of a human being Pope John Paul the 2nd was! This earth’s soil will forever miss his respect and his “lips,” and all religions will miss his words, and his truth.
There are many existing books about religions and God, and many more will be written. Pope John Paul the 2nd’s philosophy and truth, WAS, IS, and WILL BE, one big umbrella which will always cover all of them.
My Mother often told me, “It’s enough! My son, please, just stop!” The world should just stop and start where His philosophy, and His truth left us. We should all look back just one more time, and see history which hasn’t helped this nature, cannot, and will not help our children’s future days. Just stop and think, “How can we cross over this narrow, long bridge?” Pope John Paul the 2nd, revealed to us, a thousand different ways where our shadow began and where the light, for us, exists.
As a young boy, I remember, I asked my Mother so many questions, BUT, remember, I WAS JUST A CHILD. I asked her questions about life, lives, religion, religions, and God. She gave me an answer consisting of a few words about religion, religions, life, lives and God. Small world, can you believe it! My mother was able to tell me everything in just a few words about what God is asking us to do, and to be. Her reply to my questions was as follows, “My child, you have to learn how, and why, you MUST respect all human beings. First, you must HAVE respect. Then, you will be able to respect, help and love all other people. First respect, then help, then love.” Why is love the last, and not the first? It is because our love could spill in the same way that the water spills and without the existence of respect, it cannot be controlled.
Many written words exist, and I only hope that many more good ones will be created which will always remind us of how important education about life and religion is, and religions and lives. My Mother told me everything in only a few words, how A LITTLE IS A LOT.
Beautiful people, can we walk quickly over this bridge, give a little and have a lot? Religions are the same as anything else that grows, sprouts, blooms and blossoms. It’s life! It’s the same as life, the trees and the fruit trees whose deep rooted roots need daily nourishment, first with our respect, help and then, love. Religions are the same as the food, a healthy, organicall_grown, food. I know that in every harvest there are a few bad seeds, and that we know how to separate them from the good seeds, but it is extremely important to know that a human being, as a human, deserves to be respected, helped and loved. It is God’s deep-rooted law to have respect for THAT, from where peace and freedom grows.
Parents, please teach your children and help your children. Healthy life’s education, and only healthy life’s education, will benefit our lives and that of nature. Good God, please do not allow to happen to our religions, that, which has occurred to our healthy, organically_grown foods. Our processed foods cannot grow, and, although it could be planted, it will NOT grow. How far are we from a dead road?
All our religions, combined, are one, big, shiny star that can be observed from a distance. With the use of good words, heart and mind, its roots can be nourished. Whoever you might be, and whatever you may be occupied with, please, don’t try to turn religions into what processed foods have become. Our web, like the spider’s web, you and I may be able to shake up, but you and I will not succeed to grow. It will be a very unhealthy and painful life for your own children, as well as mine, and for our world’s future generations to come.
It is a very deep, dark night of January 19, 2007. Spring is already knocking on our doors. Can we open our hearts and try to being planting, TOGETHER? World, lets plant the flowering plants God’s truth, TOGETHER. How beautiful it could be, IF we could open the doors, for our children, grandchildren and great grandchildren’s future days! Please, good God, give us your help so that we can do this. Let us plant our respect in only one planter. I believe that freedom, peace and love, will definitely, grow. Then, we will be able to look back and clearly see where our own shadows have begun to grow, and where the light, for us, exists. How LITTLE to HAVE A LOT! God loves US ALL!
In this, 21st century, I believe that a woman will make great, giant contributions, or steps. Our powerful, wounded nature, our freedom, and our health, have for too long been asking us, as well as telling us, some unanswered questions, “Why, and why not? A power, which can make a successful step against MOTHER NATURE’S power, earth’s soil, women and sun, doesn’t exist, and it hasn’t been born yet. This power, earth’s soil, women and sun, is embodied into one body, and it is an inseparable piece, and no matter how it is positioned, or turned, physically or mathematically, it is a piece which holds together all life. It is this power which cannot be separated, or torn apart, unless life on earth is destroyed. This is nothing more, or less, than nature’s power and truth. Whenever I look at the sun, earth’s soil and the old, hard, drying tree branch, I see an image of a woman’s power behind that branch, as a new, strong and powerful spruce that is growing quickly and taking the power away from the old branch. It is, however, a spruce that is inseparable from its old branch. I can sense nature’s worldwide awakening, and it is asking us many simple, unanswered questions, “Why couldn’t the uneducated help the educated, and why couldn’t the poor help the rich?” These are some of the questions lying behind the 21st century’s back door.
Yes, there are many unanswered questions, and the newly-made history is standing behind the unlocked back doors of the 21st century, and, there is no one who can say that our century’s front door is shut. The powerful spruce behind the old, drying branch is overtaking the power and growing quickly. I do believe that it won’t be too long before a woman steps in over the back doorstep of the 21st century. However, I also believe that this task of pushing the heavy front door wide open, to allow the good things to come through, will not be an easy one, because 21st century was turned into one season, SPRING, a season which leaped over the other two seasons, and stepped on the cold doorsteps of winter _ the harsh, long winter! It’s a season that will bloom and blossom, but its truth will not be tasteful. This truth, in comparison to all others, is, I believe, one of the most significant and potent one of all. Many maternal trees will not be able to retain their fruits. As a result, many parents and tender children will cry and suffer.
Humanity is not fully aware and doesn’t quite grasp how essential NATURE is, and how deep down we have dug ourselves, underneath its power. To tell you that we should be “close” to nature is “too far” and an underestimated statement. I believe that before anything “better” can take place, the worst will happen, first. 21st century’s dreams will begin to turn into reality. If we wish to continue living, and live healthy lives, we must all think about, and examine, what our vital and essential needs are by which we can obtain healthy life. I can only speak for myself and my children and grandchildren, when I state that as a family, we do not possess, or have, what we desperately need in order to have health and freedom. If I didn’t have a strong belief in God and in the powers of His mother nature, I would tend to say that my hopes of looking ahead at a two way road and raising any questions that would relate to life, would diminish and cease.
In my eyes, and in my heart, America always walked first on line, and although it wasn’t perfect, it always was better than perfect. America was, and is, good, and whenever I write about life, I find it impossible to pass by America and not to give it a greeting. I believe, we, as human beings, are quite fallible, and this is visible in the steps that we, as Americans, and we, as the world, have taken over nature’s power, nature, human freedom, and our health. Although many research studies show significant, positive results in various fields, I believe that the study of nature and our grave steps will not be as revealing or successful. Only time will tell. Perhaps I am wrong, I really don’t know. I often find myself wondering what could’ve and would’ve taken place in our world, if America didn’t exist. I only know that NATURE avoids, or runs away, from bad things, and it searches for a better existence. It swims, flies, crawls and walks, to find a better life for itself. In America, it is possible to find all different, beautiful colors of roses and other various flowers, women, children and men, from all over the world. I wonder and ask myself, “Why in America?” and “Why?”
As I continuously observe and study, the strong spruce continues to grow and it takes the power from the old, drying dormant branch of the tree. It is the power of nature _ its last step of survival. It is nature’s power over the power of man, embodied in one body, an inseparable piece. It is my strong belief that 21st century will see a powerful woman lead America, and women throughout the world will make remarkable steps in history that will be accepted by the earth’s soil and the powerful, healthy sun.
21st century’s front door is not shut. I ask you, Almighty God, to please give us the time and the might, so that we may push the door of this century wide open and reverse the bad things, in order to let some good things enter through our door. I believe women’s new achievements and steps that will be taken in history, this 21st century, will begin to grow and advance. It will be the kind of history which will walk through some of the other centuries’ front and back doors.
I view the 21st century as a rich season for some of the writers, and for others, it will be a sad and monotonous truth. The borders of the upcoming centuries are wide open and its doorlocks unlocked. It is apparent to me that the further I go and look, the easier I am able to breathe.
I often visit my children and grandchildren and whenever I do, as I am leaving I hear my grandchildren asking me, “Grandpa, when will you be back?” I can tell you, that for so many reasons, it is at that moment that I find tears rolling down my face. My answer is always the same to my grandchildren, as it is to all of the children of the world, “I’ll be back without losing any time. I will continue to write, and, hopefully, I will plant my dormant seeds. I will continue to fly as far as my mind can see. The borders of the centuries to come are open and its doorlocks are unlocked. I will continue to fly back and forth, land and plant. I will write.” I must tell you, my children and friends of the world, that, which you might not be expecting to hear. There hasn’t been a writer yet born, who could find or reveal a bigger surprise, than the one which we can find in our rich and beautiful earth’s soil. This surprise is simply the LOVE and the RESPECT, the inseparable love. There is such an abundant richness for us, writers, to write about, and there is so much to leave to this world, so that it can have what is presently lacking. In the meantime, may I ask, that you do not lose any time. Pray to God, and love, as well as respect, his MOTHER NATURE.
I’m still like a young boy who always played with the same life’s toys. My pockets were always filled with the dormant seeds, and during the dark, deep nights my dreams were consumed with thoughts of them. My short days were preoccupied with planting of my various color and shape of seeds. My days and nights were long, as I prayed and waited impatiently for my planted seeds to sprout. There was an occurrence when a few of my seeds died, but most of them sprouted, as it was my hope and theirs that from a tiny seed a small spruce would grow. From these same small spruces, plants and big trees grew of various sizes, colors and shapes. Some bore fruits and some didn’t. All beautiful trees grew and they continue growing. God, I am so proud, how sweet and beautiful IT is, AND how beautiful this life is.
I was a little child and I still am. I collected seeds with my heart and mind, and I still do. I didn’t only learn how to plant seeds, but more importantly, I learned where to plant them. It is very important to know where and how to plant life, and help life. I planted seeds and I transplanted plants, and each time I did this, I broke the truth. I broke one of the most important main roots of the plant, the life’s anchoring root. The plants spoke to me as did the truth, human beings, the animals, the birds and all of nature, and they told me, “Let us remain how and where we were planted. Don’t break our roots. Don’t allow truth and our lives to suffer.” God, I was only a little boy then, too young to know why THE TRUTH, and why the question, WHY is wasting our lifetime. TRUTH is often disregarded and omitted. I promised my seeds and “my truth” that their roots would stay where I planted them, and that I would never touch or transplant them, again.
Today, I write and play with the same kind of toys, life’s toys, and I am once again planting my dormant seeds, my written words, and waiting, as I once waited, for nature’s truth to sprout. I am who I was, a little boy. I made a promise to my seeds that I would never again touch their roots.
I’m a writer, and nothing more, or less, than a farmer. My words are my seeds. I plant them only once. If they die, they will die in silence and peace as truth. If they sprout, they will sprout as truth. I believe, and I believe what I believe, but whoever you are, God doesn’t love me more than you. If you wish, and however you wish, you may plant your seeds, your words, next to mine. Be patient. Please, let them sprout and let their plants grow. The plants and the time will speak for me and you.
