Zero is Not a Number

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.

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!

An Immeasurable Power

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.

Just let them grow!

There is only one Mother Nature and it is ONLY her breast which was created for the sole purpose of nourishing nature. It was, and it is, large enough to feed an unestimated number of people, but not our words. Anything else that can fall above and beyond Mother Nature’s power and Mother’s power, will be, and always is, a surprise and truth, which will not satisfy, or fulfill, Nature’s requirements.

When Berlin wall was torn down, I would say, it was a beautiful dream. Someone else said, “This is nothing yet.” The wall was taken down, yet, a high wall exists between us, people, and there’s a deep gap between us and nature. Nature has been telling us for too long, “If I cannot give you, I will take from you.”

It was on Sept. 28th of 2006 when I found myself, once again, working in my garden, that I heard news on the radio how spinach had to be removed from the store’s shelves and that fifty people were hospitalized and one died. This was a deep, unpleasant news and truth. One more new step was built. My fear was, and is, that we will step over this significant revelation and, before too long, forget about it. We should not, and must not forget. Spinach was removed from the shelves only by its given name –spinach- but its surname is unknown. I continued to work around in my garden where various vegetables, including spinach, live and grow. I took a closer look at my spinach leaves and, as always, I found that there is more than one life living in my garden. I asked myself, “Should I be ashamed to tell the truth, or should I be deeply embarrassed and ashamed NOT to tell the truth?” I continued to pull out the weeds in my garden and I spotted some snails, caterpillars and ladybugs. A few days ago it rained and I could see and feel that the worms, too, were having a real feast. As I continued to move from one plant to another, and as I examined their leaves, I was deeply concerned and burdened by the thought, “What’s happening to you, beautiful nature, and to your roots, lungs and face?” On the other hand, as I looked at MY garden, I was one hundred percent sure that I could continue to feed my family with MY spinach and all of MY other vegetables which I have been cultivating over the years with nature’s power_horse, chicken and sheep manure. I have never used any makeup for my vegetables’ dark green faces. I guess, I will forever be indebted to my good farmer, my Father, who struggled a major part of his life to grow all organic vegetables to feed our family.

I know, God knows, and many people know, that nature speaks to us and we must be its advocates. Ladybugs, caterpillars and all other insects, who live in my garden, are begging me, “Please write and inform the world how happy we are to live in your safe and free garden where we are protected from the world’s terrorists who destroy some of our many friends, nature’s balance, and who cannot stop destroying, not only our species, but human health and freedom, as well.”

It is a bad dream I say, but I also agree that, “This is nothing yet!” We are here solely to help nature and nourish it, only with our love and respect, and, in return, nature must, and will, nourish us. This is a very simple and beautiful coexistence. If it isn’t beautiful, then please tell me, what else could it be? I believe that some of us people do not take the time to stop and think about the simple, yet very significant reason, why the worms and the earth’s soil is so vital to our life. I find this fact to be extremely sad, especially for the young minds of today and tomorrow. It is the worms who are able to taste the sweetness of the earth’s soil, and to tell the truth how sweet the soil is, and IF the soil is sweet, you can be sure that you will find them there, but they cannot tell us how sour our soil is, because they are not there. They DIE before they are able to tell us how sour it is. THEY SIMPLY DIE. God let me be wrong! If I am wrong, I am wrong! Where there are no worms, there is a dead road, and it is the same where there is no love. There aren’t too many worms left, and I find it unfortunate that we haven’t, up to this point, learned very much from their existence. Worms look from two directions and they, therefore, can learn from two different ends. It seems to me that some of us failed to learn from either direction, or either end, and I believe this in itself, is one of the worst things that could’ve happened to us, as living human beings. Our soil needs these worms to be able to prove to nature and to tell nature, “YOU ARE FREE TO LIVE HERE but, NOT FREE FROM FREEDOM.”

If I were to compile the statistics of those of us who live unbound by nature’s laws, I am certain that they would be high. This is something of a great concern and worry for me, and it should be for you, as well. If NATURE cannot give us, NATURE will definitely TAKE from each one of US. It was very early in my life when I came to a realization that there is basically no difference between nature and a good friend, and the potent earth’s soil and a woman. Both, a woman and soil, require time, at its proper time, healthy food, truth, love and respect. It may not be much, but without it, women, children who were born and those who are still unborn, and the soil, will be the first ones to suffer, and they do suffer. The freedom and health of our entire nature will continue to suffer. Nature’s power will have the same consequence on us and our freedom, that a dark shadow has on the sun’s powerful rays. Man will lose the power over his own family, and freedom will remain hidden underneath the dark shadows.

Although the chances of it occurring are rare, it could happen that when the parents of a young bird cannot properly coordinate their young one’s feeding schedule, in their nest, the same question will always arise, “What is going to happen to the baby birds and to the mother’s life?” May God help us! Well, we are still here and I believe too many of us are tasting what many worms are unable to taste. So far, we have basically identified illnesses by their names such as autism, bird flu, cancer, alzheimers etc., and I do strongly believe that man has a good lead for a successful cure. However, I also hope and pray that this world will stop and rethink what it is that will help build our economy stronger and healthier. Our LIFE’S EDUCATION cannot only help us, but we can help promote and sustain nature’s good health. It will THEN, be possible to find, to have, and to help our own health and to find all possible cures, but not before. We must not only touch upon the surface of the “given name,” but we need to dig to the bottom of the roots. Truth always was, and still is, lying there for us to find.

I have memories of the days when I was a young boy growing up. I always searched and looked for clues of life inbetween the two ends. There was nothing that could have hurt me, or made me cry except for some human beings whose minds were weak and others, whose minds were vicious. In both circumstances, an unfortunate, and in my mind, an unnecessary chain of events began to change many lives, including my own. However, I still searched for my first and last name of all things in life, and I always found myself looking inbetween the two ends. That’s when I found my full title of life. I found it existing between the earth’s soil and the sky. My own self-realization, at an early age, has enabled me to grow up a content man, who never walks far from nature and God’s name. World, we must STOP what we are doing to nature, so that we can help nature, who in turn will help us. The existing space between us and nature, God’s creation, is too wide and too deep. Do we enjoy walking free from freedom? God, help us, and help us, so that we can help our minds!

God is good, because no matter how rich or beautiful I may be, he is still my best friend. Short, quick thoughts, such as this one, have had a long, and sometimes, an everlasting influence on my life. I, therefore, decided to share some of them with you, so I sat down and started scribbling them on paper, one by one, as they popped into my mind. Before I knew it, I had approximately five hundred of these potent thoughts, or seeds, as I call them.

I am presently introducing of my SEEDS to you, and since I found them to be with me daily, causing a profound effect on my life, I named them, FOOD FOR THOUGHT – MY SEEDS of WISDOM.

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For me, there is no better or healthier form of entertainment than the power of THINKING

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Father almighty, what cannot be the truth?

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2006’s life, health and its future days will ask us, NOT where were we, but WHERE ARE WE GOING?

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Health must daily enter through the kitchen doorstep.

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Education that lacks nature’s interference is the same as the child who has no parents.

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No matter what it is that we are learning, we DO  learn, and WE WILL  make use of it.

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If we were to conduct a study and have expectations of its positive, beneficial results, then we must rely on NATURE’S BALANCE as our stepping stone.

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If GOD doesn’t exist, IF doesn’t exist.

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What could happen to this world, if LIE did not exist? It will not happen!

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I love to be criticized. That’s the time when I see you clearly, without my glasses.

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“Money talks.” That’s very true. If you cannot talk, money has to talk for you.

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Please help the lazy people. DON’T help them!

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If you buy LOVE and WORDS, you shouldn’t claim them for yourself. Rightfully, they can’t be yours.

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We can love one another, but we will not succeed to protect ourselves from each other.

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If you can have it, WHO told you that I CANNOT!

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No one will be able to fight off what the bare eyes are unable to see, but from the inevitable worst that will occur, nature will reap its benefits.

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I believe that the odor of some herbs contains the natural power to destroy the enjoyment of some insects (without destroying any life) and, therefore, promotes the health of all living things on this earth.

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World, how can one tell you, so that you may understand?

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We have created what God has not, and NOONE, NOONE, not even God, will take it from us. We will use it all for ourselves.

It’s February 27, 2006 and I find myself observing nature, the four seasons of the year and our life. I feel that it is not difficult to discover the truth, because what happened to Mother Nature and its four seasons, also happened to our lives. Why should we spend time asking the question, WHY, when the world seems to be fast asleep, and why should we bother to search for ways to have more sound and healthier lives, when there is an apparent evidence of a good life in front of our very eyes? I ask myself, “Is there anything more important in this world than our life and the daily education which provides for a healthy life? I also wonder and ask myself, “WHO helped, and who enabled us to take such giant steps which led us away from God’s Creation, and most importantly, WHY?” We left our health and our freedom far behind. The world is full of promises on which, I believe, we cannot rely. These promises are similar to the promise that an empty sack will be able to stand erect. I find it difficult to speak about something that we do not possess.
 
Spring, the title of my essay, is taking me on a long journey. I do not find it simple or easy to talk about the truth, health, freedom, peace and love which we simply do not have. We do not have the clean air to breathe, the pure water to drink, or the pure healthy foods to eat. The question is, “Is there any other worse step than the one that we have taken?” There is, I believe, however, still room to take a step. I find myself feeling sad for the good doctors who daily sacrifice their own lives, in order that they may help others, and I also feel sad for those people who created good medicines. I feel sorry for all of these people whose rugs are daily pulled from underneath their feet. I wonder if there is anyone out there who might want to, or would like to, accept the responsibility, or the gratitude for this. This is a sad truth, but we, the good, naive people of this world should know that this earth belongs to us, too.

Questions about life are ripe, yet, I know that someone out there might say that we live longer. Yes, and the truth is, that we suffer longer. Please don’t misunderstand me. I do not dislike technology which controls our everyday lives and the life of Mother Nature, but I feel bad for some people of the 21st century, who might think highly of their powers, yet, they are unable to brag and say that they have cooked a healthy, pure meal. We are still here and we need help. We can all use, and we all need a friend, and friends. Every one of us possesses the power to help himself and others. I do believe that God loves us all and I do not believe that the words SMART and PERFECT actually possess the power with which we credit them. The year 2006 and the 21st century is the perfect time for these two words to meet the truth in our homes, on the streets and in our schools. Our life doesn’t require much. We simply need to learn how to live healthier lives and how to use the God’s given gifts, given to us by Mother Nature and God, directly and indirectly. I know that in the past we knew how to say the words, “God’s creation,” but, sadly, at present time, we most often hear, “Man made, processed creations.” We have taken several longer steps which helped us  to distance ourselves from Nature’s healthy, good powers, and at the same time, in a very short time, we have used unwisely, just for ourselves, Nature’s beauty and health. We walked away from NATURE without even saying “Good Bye,” forgetting that we left our truth behind us. It is this truth which we miss daily and for which we should be searching. It doesn’t matter what happens, but before we get THERE, and we will get THERE, the forest will suffer, and although it is difficult to predict the count of how many, many of the trees will dry up and no one will be able to help them. The earth’s soil is still very rich. Enough tears fell down, enough to feed all of us on this earth. We need a good friend and good friends who can help the rich and the poor, the healthy and the sick, teachers, healers, leaders, politicians and religions, to please all truths and one God. For some of us it might be possible to understand, and for others it is, and it might be, a high disappointment, to lose “man’s power” over the power of Nature, which in reality, IS the power. I wish that the world would stop saying, “Who said it?” and “What did they say?”, for just a minute or two, and examine that thought. Nature cannot, and will not comprehend what we are saying. It may be difficult to believe, but it it the truth. Standing side by side with the word “Help” is the unhealthy power, always attempting to offer and extend its help. God is like a good classroom teacher who loves all of his children. We possess God’s given power to help ourselves first, and then, help others, but we need a good friend and good friends, the ones we haven’t found, but the ones we CAN have. These friends could help all of us. I ask myself, “Almighty why are we searching for the truth?”
Before I go on to introduce my best friends and your friends, to you, I wonder if there is anyone out there who can tell me if he/she knows any other friend who is better than my friend or yours. I absolutely love my friends. Their names are: Spring, Summer, Fall and the cold Winter. They are better known as the Four Seasons of the year. They are the four old friends, in its entirety they are the one good, honest friend who has innumerable other friends. These friends have identical thoughts and hearts. These are the friends we are unable to find, yet, they are the ones we CAN have. As a human being, I am very proud and grateful to be able to say how sweet God’s gift is. It is a gift a human mind possesses, a gift of speed and precision that has not yet been superceded. I am asking the word, “SMART,” “Can we learn to use our minds?” Brothers, sisters, friends, and all good people of the world, I believe we have the ability to help one another very quickly, by employing our minds and by using healthy words. We can teach each other how to use God’s gift of Nature. We have left that gift of Nature behind us, and it was left wounded. We are still here, however, and there’s still room to take a step. When Spring approaches this year, we should try to plant a new historical, healthy step.

It is now Feb. 27, 2006. Spring will soon be knocking on our door. I wonder if we will be able to greet him and say, “Good morning, Spring! Good morning Mother Nature!” Our earth’s rich soil is waiting, just like a healthy beautiful woman who awaits for love and to reciprocate her love. Our soil awaits for our love and to give us love. She waits for pure nourishment and for pure love. I believe this is possible since God has not created anything else which would supercede our quick minds. We have not yet said, “Good bye” to Nature, but, can we get back to it before it is too late for us to plant? That’s where the truth can be found. We should not postpone it any longer. We should start planting our honest good friends _ flowers, grass, herbs, vegetables, trees and all kinds of fruit trees. We need to plant the truth, our health, and our freedom and peace. As we plant, we will see that the more plants we plant, the more good honest friends we will inherit. They will be the type of friends we were unable to find, and the ones who live without any promises, but only with the one truth and that is, God’s truth. They will be the friends who will help and heal all of us, whether we are rich or poor, whether we are healthy or sick. They will in exchange for our love treat us the same. We must have friends in order that we may love, but we shouldn’t forget that we need love in order that we may have friends. By feeding animals and birds and by planting anything that grows, we will start this simple, yet, very essential process. Nature possesses the power to help and heal all our ailments and daily pains. We have busy lives which promote too many poor habits. Why don’t we try to plant some friends who have the ability to help us heal our depression, laziness, unhealthy appetites and insomnia. I believe Nature can and, will help us fight any existing disease, if only we give it a chance.

Although the word HELP is composed of only four letters, it is a mighty powerful sounding word which has the power to save our world. I wish that in some way I were better able to explain to you the sweetness and the secret that TRUTH possesses, but I cannot. I am only able to explain it to myself, but I do know that we need to help nature by feeding the animals and the birds and by planting. I believe that by doing this we are not only helping ourselves, but others as well. We need to stay as close as we possibly can to Nature and God’s name. I believe that in a relatively short period of time you will begin to feel the way I do. I am still, until this very day, able to tell you who my teachers were and who helped me lead a beautiful healthy life, ever since I was a young boy, and you, too, will begin a new life. I know that I have found a good friend in anything that breathes, crawls, walks, swims or flies. These friends became my teachers, my healers as well as my leaders. The sun and the earth’s soil have daily helped me to open my eyes and feed my mind. Nature’s leaves and their colors reflected to me as they softly whispered, “Tell your love that one thousand lies cannot please the one truth. The use of pure drops of water cannot wash away the health and the beauty of her face. Health and beauty will rush through her blood vessels like rivers and they will please your eyes, her long shiny hair, and the beautiful skin of her face.” I know that everything that I was able to see and find, I touched with the tip of my tongue and my fingertips. If I was unable, then, I touched it with my mind and it was the human mind I touched. Some of the minds I was able to touch were sweet, some were very sweet and others were very sour. The sweet taste was, is, and always will be the best taste of them all. I discovered, however, that the rest of Nature possesses only the sweetest taste possible. It is the kind of sweetness I would like to graft in every human mind and heart, young and old alike, if only I could.

Ever since I could remember, starting with my early childhood years, I always found a moment of time when it was necessary for me to distance myself from another human being, if only for a short while. I believe that this is one of the healthiest steps we can take. I spend every spare minute of my time staying close to Nature – the animals, birds, grass, flowers, vegetables, plants, trees and all kinds of fruit trees. I always seem to find myself either planting, transplanting, or grafting some part of Nature. Each day I work long hours in my shop, and when I am driving back home at night, most often I feel exhausted, but I always have a hope in my heart that when I get there, I will find a meal, prepared by my good wife, from all of the organically grown foods of our small garden. I also feel good knowing that my plants and fruit trees surrounding my home are all there waiting for me. As soon as I step out of my car, I look at all of my garden friends and my fatigue slowly begins to wither away. Can you possibly imagine, can you see and feel, how truth and love have an effect on our mind, body and heart? I believe this is the sole power of NATURE. Whenever I work in my garden and turn over the soil, I feel that I see the treasures lying underneath this rich, dark, taken-for-granted ground of ours. When I plant the dormant seeds, I also feel that I am planting my new hope which will carry me for another hour, another day, day after day. Then, I spend time waiting to see when life will sprout and grow. I believe that if you feel lonely, or if you are losing hope, planting some dormant seeds, whose life is similar to yours, may be very helpful. Your life can possibly change, just like the life of one of the dormant seeds. Once it has been planted, it sprouts and grows. We often call these seeds, dry seeds, but I believe that is not a proper name for them. They are not dry. Many of us also feel, at times, like dry seeds, but we are not dry. We could use some help, just like the dormant seeds. It is my strong belief that if you are able to plant, you, too, will see and find truth and love, the kind you have never seen or found before. Please remember, however, that a tiny hope is actually a big hope.

Whenever I plant, whether it is indoors or outdoors, or whether I am planting seeds or plants, I know that I am planting my love, my health and, therefore, my best and honest friends. I feel and believe that I am enabling a good life to live and grow. As I work planting my spring, summer, fall and winter foods, time is so sweet and it just seems to fly by. I walk from one plant to another and whenever I do this, it makes me feel the same way I felt when I was seventeen and when I stood next to my first love. Nature, all of its animals, plants and trees have always enabled me to have a good day’s work and a night of peaceful and restful sleep. It is a special feeling when you lye in your bed at night, knowing your heart is filled with a certain hope that will carry you through the night and help you welcome a new day and new challenges in life. I have developed a habit, where each morning before I leave for work, I spend a few minutes walking around, looking at my plants and fruit trees. It gives me such a vibrant and healthy feeling and afterwards I always feel like I had the best breakfast ever. It leaves me with a warmth of heart and mind. Nature has been my love from the very early years of my life, the kind of love which continues to preserve my happiness and my health. I cannot ever remember a time when I felt down, or when I had a bad headache or the flu. Man made medicines, thanks to God, have never played a major part in my life. I accredit this to Nature and God.

Most people do not like to admit their age, but I am grateful and proud to say that I have reached a stage of my life when I can actually say that I am growing old. In my mind and heart, however, I still feel the same way I did when I was twenty. During my earlier years when I lived in Europe, my parents raised me on organic foods which came from our gardens and fields. I have lived in America, the most beautiful land a human mind and eyes can envision, for over forty years now, and I have had the good fortune to be able to grow some fruit trees and vegetables in my modest, little garden. It is my belief, that my labor of love and the lack of artificial additives in my fruits and vegetables, has so far, helped to preserve my family’s health and mine. We, people, have created millions of words which can be used at the right time and at the right place. God, also, has created healthy foods which can be used in a similar way as our words. I eat anything my heart desires that I see or find without any fears. Our processed foods, however, I believe contain more than one truth. It is the truth which I hesitate to trust and one for which I have developed a strong dislike, as well as fear. We must try to help ourselves, as well as others, and I believe this can be done if we attempt to plant more and consume more organically grown foods. This is the sweet tasting secret which is the truth that is readily available and willing to always help each and everyone of us.

Whenever I write, I have the habit of sitting at my kitchen table which directly overlooks my little garden. Just the other day I sat down to do this writing and I took a look at my garden. I could see the daffodils were already beginning to sprout a few inches off the ground. The birds- sparrows, cardinals, blue jays and doves were sitting on top of some of my fruit trees, whose life stemmed from the tiny pits I planted with my own two hands some time ago. These birds, the daffodils and the people all over the world, are waiting for help and for better, sunnier days.

I can already feel the oncoming of Spring. It is stirring my mind and beginning to nourish my soul. The birds sitting in my trees are waiting for me, and if they are not waiting for me, then I am waiting for them. I feed them. They in turn feed me, my mind and my heart. I share with them all my fruits- the grapes, peaches, nectarines, figs, apricots and plums. I can see them flying around my house all year long and they find the comfort of sitting on my fruit trees. My wife often asks me, “Why are these birds always flying around our house, and why do they sit on our trees and not the trees of our two neighbors?” This is a sweet question that could be asked by an innocent child and it is a question which could reveal all truths. I simply smile and reply, “My dear, these birds have discovered America, in America.”

America, you have accomplished what a good mother could accomplish. However, in life, it is sometimes possible to tip over a perfect balance just by placing one extra strand of hair on one side of a scale; on the other hand, it is also possible that a tiny point made by a pencil can make a great difference in our lives and can take us very far. America, please help all Nature, because it is a treasure which belongs to you, me and the whole wide world. We still have a step left to take and it must be taken. America, to my knowledge, you have been loved and admired by the most wise people of the world, and I do believe that if you make that essential step, the truth will follow you. Four letters of the word HELP can save this world, but if it is left as is, I fear that it can and will, destroy all of us. America, it is your step to take, so please help us all and plant the truth, health, freedom and peace for everyone on this earth.

When I was a young child one beautiful morning the warmth of the sunrise woke me up. I looked the warm sun straight in the eye and I began to walk east with one wish and hope, a hope and a wish to live. It was the same wish and hope with which I was born. Heading to the east as fast as I could I looked back to see what I had left behind. I saw my own long shadow walking behind me. I was then, a young happy child thirsty for beauty that love has and searching for the sweetness which life can offer. I was heading east as quickly as I could. The sun rose and so did I. I grew up to be a young man. I looked back over my shoulder and as I took the steps I could see my shadow was growing shorter and shorter. The sun rose in the sky and reached its highest peak. It was twelve o’clock the middle of the day, and the clock raised its hands up and overlapped them, one over the other. The shadow behind my back and from underneath my feet disappeared. I reached the highest peak a human being could possibly reach. Just like a day reaches noon, a strong mature man reaches his highest peak of life. I’m heading east. For a second, I pause to look. The sun, however, did not take a pause. It continued to walk over my head and shoulders. My new shadow began to grow from under my feet. The sun began to walk away behind my back, and my shadow started to grow and walk in front of my eyes. I looked back sadly and I saw how the warm sun simply just walked away. I could not walk back. Three quarters of my life’s time had passed away, as have the three quarters of a day. Sadly, I began to follow and walk behind my own shadow, and I was even more sad to see what I was leaving behind. The sun was walking away behind my back, behind my life, falling behind the tall mountains, the mountains which I like to climb over and over again always, just one more, one more time. The old man was heading east with only one hope. Tired and dragging his feet slowly he was walking and following his own shadow looking back one more time. Only life’s memories were left behind. The sun has set. The old man is still heading east. His own shadow in front of him simply and quickly disappears in front of his eyes. Walking behind his own shadow, heading east, he ends up in the west. IS IT POSSIBLE FOR A HUMAN BEIGN TO GET LOST? IF SO TELL ME WHERE AND HOW?

The four letters of the word LIFE, are covering our earth like a transparent blanket. As I continuously observe life, I am wondering, “IF Nature, God’s creation, is unable to help me write about the healthy human life, then who is able to, and how?” A healthy human life is not, and should not be, any different than the four, beautiful seasons of the year; the seasons which are like brothers, sisters, and friends who help one another daily, monthly and year after year. A healthy life doesn’t require any more or less than to give and to take. First, you must give, then, you can take. You and I must accept love in order to give love. Life is love, love is life. Without Nature’s help, our lips would dry up, like love without the tears. Life is beautiful. How beautiful it would be, if each one of us would be able to say, “This is mine. This is my love, my family, my child, my friend and at the happiest moment, to be able to say, “My God,” and, “Beautiful Nature, my best friend.” It is life’s law that you cannot ask for, what you did not give. It is not yours and, therefore, you cannot have it. Taking, and not giving, can turn our own life and the life of others, into a cold jail cell, – life’s jail cell. Life is love and it’s the only spring which can nourish our healthy, beautiful life. It can turn it around in the same way in which the four seasons of the year are turning. Although nature’s balance of the four seasons has been and is still badly wounded, the seasons continue to fulfill their proper functions. However, human life might not continue, and that could be a major unhealthy, difference between us, people, and the four seasons of the year. Too many of us continuously live with some kind of a dream and a hope, searching and asking for what Nature simply cannot give us, and what it doesn’t have, because we didn’t give Her or help her. Mother Nature cannot give us a big piece of love, because we failed to give that love to her. God, I can hear the rest of the wounded Nature as it is whispering and saying, “What are these people looking for?” LIFE, four letters within the one word, is covering this earth. Innumerable studies and written words, which we daily find and use, exist. From all of these words I find that there are only six which our healthy life requires on a daily basis. These are the words, TRUTH, HEALTH, SHARING and LEARNING. These four words are just like the one healthy body which must also have legs and arms. These legs and arms can be found in the words, THINK and WORK. These six essential words have the power to grind up so many life’s studies and some written and spoken words that are used daily, will also be ground into dust by these six words which can then feed the waves of the deep blue sea. I’m sorry, that I forgot to make mention of the fish. Should I first say the big fish and, then, the small fish? It doesn’t really matter. This dust is bad for all of them. There is no space on this soil for this useless dust. Healthy life is love, and it doesn’t matter how long it lasts. It is as beautiful as the time one spends being in true love. Our life is made up of tiny, small pieces. These are pieces of various size, form, shape, color and sweetness. It is a life which offers us daily, more for less. Isn’t it beautiful that for less we can have more? Healthy life is also trying to tell us that possessing too much is less and worse, than if we had nothing. Yes, our life is composed of tiny pieces, like true love. They are pieces of different size, shape, color and sweetness. They are the pieces which must be tasted before any one of us could express not to others, but to ourselves, to our own bodies and minds, how sour and sweet our own life is. I cannot tell you how sweet it is, but I am only able to tell you that it is beautiful and sweet.
 
When I was a young boy, I remember that there were some years of my life when I walked barefoot and when I was cold and hungry. I called myself poor. I was too young to know that there were two categories of poor. One category is poor and the other is very poor. There were many times when I found myself searching for a small, dry breadcrumb. I possessed a huge hope of finding one, but very often I found none. However, I did not lose my big hope. When I did find and tasted the dry breadcrumb, I cannot tell you, how sweet it was. It was always as sweet as my first love. I also cannot forget my first pair of socks. They made me cry. My left toe made a hole right through my sock. Yes, I cried and asked God, “Why?,” but crying did not help me. I believe God heard me, but I was not able to wait. I began thinking how I could help myself. Daily, I began to switch my left sock onto my right foot, and my right sock onto my left foot. My socks lasted much longer and they lived two lives in one. One pair of socks taught me what two pairs could not. Having too much could be, and is, much worse, than having nothing at all. I remember the very first time I held a small piece of cake in my hands. I tasted it first with my eyes, then with my tongue and, finally, I put it in my mouth. I did not chew it; I did not swallow it. I tried to hold its sweet taste for as long as I could. I did not chew it; I did not swallow it. The small piece of cake simply melted in my mouth. I cannot express to you, how sweet it was. It was an extremely sweet taste which has not yet disappeared from my mouth. At that time I called myself poor, but I was unaware that this was my life’s informal schooling. I passed the life’s test to be able to feel and say to myself, “This is mine, and I have enough.” My life taught me how beautiful and healthy life could really be. It could be extremely beautiful. Before I stepped over my formal school’s doorstep, I learned how to divide, share, laugh and cry with others, and pray for others, as well. Parents, please teach your children at home. Don’t allow them to walk away from Nature and God’s name. Don’t let them walk away from their sweet fortune. Yes, I searched for crumbs, and I brushed my teeth with my soft tongue. I fed the poor with my words, my hands and my heart. I fed the ants, the animals and the birds. The following three words and the ONE TRUTH, cannot be described – SWEETNESS, PAIN and LOVE. I would like to graft these words into every young child’s mind and heart. Oh, how healthy and beautiful it is, to be able to accept love, to be able to love, sleep with love, and live with love, and not to be able to just say, “How rich I am.” Break down the big pieces, maybe the ones you are unable to hold in your hand, mind, mouth and in your heart. Healthy life is simple; it is easy to live and describe. More or less than that, life’s puzzles, no matter how you place them, or turn them, will not, and cannot fit together. I’m sorry that I am unable to tell you much more than this. My life and its simple observations and studies, the sweet tiny pieces, my daily life, could not tell me or teach me any more than what God’s creation required. I did not chew, I did not swallow. When I was a young boy, my sweet taste turned into one wish and hope. It was, that one day I too, would be able to grow as a fruit tree did. That this fruit tree should not be too tall, and that it should be like an umbrella fruit tree, which would cover the earth. It should be a tree that every woman, child and man could find easy to reach and taste the fruits of my tree, taste my written words. My dream came true a few years ago, when I opened my gift and took out only a few words which I am presently sharing with you beautiful people around this world. I am a new, unknown writer, a child, who in many ways feels has not yet grown up. Someone has left me a few large steps behind, standing there, inseparable from God’s creation. Most of the time people are telling me, “Your writing is a new writing.” I feel it is sad and I ask, “Why do you call it, The NEW writing? For fifty four years, I have tried to match dry boards of different colors and grains and put them together with dove tail and glue. The one wish and hope I had in mind was that they should mold and stay together a duration of lifetime. I repaired antiques and I glued together separate, broken pieces, again and again. Today I am writing with the same hopes and wishes, that with the help of love and peace, the four beautiful colors and the one born from them, will also stay together, forever. I do not think that my writing is a new form of writing. I am just attempting to put together pieces of life which were broken and continue breaking down, daily. I am trying to put them together in many different ways, with the invisible dove tails, and without the glue. I use health, love and freedom as glue. God, how beautiful it would be, if during my final hours, I could witness the spring bloom and blossom and this world live harmoniously in peace. I thank all of you beautiful, good people around this world. You have chosen to taste my fruits, my written words. I find it difficult to find the proper words to express to you how pleased I am and how sweet tasting this beautiful gift of yours, is!