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Sunday, July 3, 2016

TO AN UNBELIEVER

To an Unbeliever

Catastrophe”. “Extinction”. Scary Names! “Annihilation”, that's another word. Our government is playing crazy games, and All Those Things Could Overcome Our Herd! I'm Trying Not ta Give a shit too much, but Still, we Need to practice Loving Care. We Need ta practice Telepathic Touch; that's Called “comPassion” (nowaDays too Rare). It's Time fer All of Us ta Git more Hip! Let's Choose ta Love, be Grateful, Now and Here! This bummer, All of Us can choose ta Flip; choose Heaven Now, my friend, and Not next Year!

Eternity meets Time right Here and Now, the Place where BuddhaChrist aWaits your Call! And Even if ya Claim ta Not know How, all Heaven's gonna Know ya Chose ta Stall! So when ya gonna Cop?


Copyright 2013 by Marie L. Nickerson

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