By god, who are we. Who are we to judge.

By the lord. What is this feeling? This feeling to call for another, knowing there is none to reply.

How far will one go out of their way, just to hope for a response. There is nobody.

It will pass. Do not feel this way.

There is a love from above that applies to all. No matter your belief, or who you truly are.

The world, its dirt and its slippery slime upon its earthworms that crawl for millions of miles underneath your feet. It loves you.

The planet has a heart, and it does not see you for what you have done.

The planet does not judge you. There is no seperation. No punishment in its eyes.

We all still end up in the ground.