Dear Dante,

Keeping up with the alive and living much be exasperating though I bet entertaining. Here I am yet again, writing u about the matters that keep me busy and bustling. I learned about not choosing is a choice too, though one to keep for a short space in time.

Static by decision and position can mean, the noise while in silence and find force in equilibrium though not winding forward productively. After an incubating period, your senses alert about the developments around that u have put in action. The results are to digest and respect, after all, it was I who put in motion…

So life goes on with a pace to destination, our brain indicating the way forward. The does and the donts so clearly mapped as the can and the cants. The magnitude of limitations our preset brain whispers and whimpers to obstruct our right as children of mother earth is abysmal.

The right and responsibility to be faithful to our selves are undermined by the overrated concepts of imposed boxed thinking. These concepts entailing how to live the only voyage we have one certainty about…referring to the grim reaper I am.

The same irony displays the church to the referred capos by the believers in the form of a salute. Taking into account the foul character, her clergy of herding their flok. Then again it has always been easier to control the ones without than within power. Reckon the big bigots have nor face or fear.

Fear to the day of reckoning, for they have made up and mapped the road to run, though they have not taken into the equation the strong-willed mother earth. She is fighting back in many ways, leaving her youngest creatures to pick their future…perish or culling out how to optimize life.

Her impressive forces do not persuade the mortals in reflection…oh of course action is taken by many people to help solve or soften disasters. Ending up making not too much of a difference, for the minions will always be allowed to their limit imposed.

The imposed and holy triangle shows the broad basis where the sidekicks and the kingpin lean on, where holistically functioning in a broad horizon indicates perpetual cooperation. That is without the vertical lines of abuse, Think about it…there are telluric lines, there is the equator, the latitude and the longitude, though no natural measurement to heaven.

To fathom our life miracle, we just have to have faith in our fate which we decide by manifesting our way and will. That of course if we believe in us as we are and can follow the lifelines.

May harmony find u,

Irena Phaedra