Inspired by the folly unfolding among the prideful tribes of ignorance.

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Sharp spears hardened over the fires of past success

So many willing to die

So few wanting to know

Such if’s are only a brief pause when the contemplation has only spurred thoughts of victory

triumph

success

while soon to realize complete and utter failure.

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From soil and ashes there becomes a form gifted by Life

From life returns the ashes, only now soil barren and a toy for the wind

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There are those asking the right questions such as , why?

Why kill and destroy a world, a playground for God, a world brimming with Life?

The answer is simple and easy: Mankind’s heart is aloof and uncaring when it beats in rebellion to the Na’pi’, the Creator, God, Life…

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