What’s the point of fighting for land you can’t own,
What’s the point of fighting for gold you can’t keep,
Why do you continue to hurt those at home?
Why can’t you see the pain and tears that they weep?
For what, for what……………………….what’s it all for
we are all just beings after the same thing, why do you think that if you control that bit of land that it will bring you lasting happiness, or you will be happy with more happy, it means more to love and forgive than to kill and harm, if everybody loved and gave all they had there would be no need for greed or stealing or deception for everything one wanted was available, and do you think dying for it means that you win, there is nothing to win or loose, no one owns anything in this world its just on loan, it can all be taken from you in a second, all that matters is love and karma, these are what carry with you always, so don’t be a slave to your weak mind which just deludes and confuses you into likening and distracting you from the truth and false happiness
LOVE IS ALL WE NEED, CONCENTRATION AND ENERGY ALL WE HAVE.............MAY ALL BEINGS BE HAPPY, MAY ALL BEINGS BE HEALED AND HEALTHY, MAY ALL BEINGS BE FREE FROM HARM AND SUFFERING, MAY ALL BEINGS BE AWAKENED AND LIBERATED, MAY ALL BEINGS ENJOY INNER PEACE AND EASE, MAY THERE BE PEACE IN THIS WORLD AND THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.............MAN IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL, ONLY THROUGH THE MIND CAN EVIL SURVIVE.............
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