How will you have chosen to have your success in this existence measured; in grams of gold hoarded or pound of Love shared.

I have chosen Love and now that Love I have chosen, there is no amount of gold that will will me to choose other.

My will free and given by God my choice to choose, I remember now it would be madness to choose fear hidden in finite gold, over the infinite Love I would and we do lose...

I weep not so much for the illusion of bodies we kill out of fear chosen.

I weep for the real spirits we maim out of Love not chosen.

Just LOVE,
Kip Baldwin
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"There's too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will." ~ Agatha Christie