the more faith, ..the more patience 
the more patience? the more humility. 
the more humility, the mere humanity; 
humanity that folds at the loss of it.

I want you to imagine a collectively functioning service over all humanity, is that what we’re building? As the structures of world-order come to be, is there a reason to say that our trust going toward circle of life equity amidst a honest kept balance, is honored, and honed into the concept of God- be it that we may.. not without the experience of faith.

Years and months, days wrapped up ‘in seconds,, speak easybuildings of the ways N which we see the world. Synopsees for the #optics of the tirelessly-weekly rebuilding & constituting of who we ought to be. I am wondering if efforts I feel in, “strife surrounding encapsulating griefs,” are the jerk and buckle-like ..sensible adjustments that I so valiantly seek to behold, yet only by their inrelief. So careful (and careless) ‘gone to the bind of where the decisive inactions of humanitarian, intern-astic fanfare seem loudest.

Is a god only by OUR dream? Honeysuckled pieces of al, that we must heed along our path, our PATH that gives its hints like only taps on our shoulder — we have to turn our head and seed them different, again, differently! Or else, we live in their ‘until’ as if those hints are shrouded like they are only hints \so\ ever to be here to stay! And we have shoulder pads, tell me we are wearing shirts with shoulder pads, and then we probably- we need to see, “those are the hands of an angel, showing us fancy and brawn’d, in angelic grace; but but beyond their presence leaves a reigning burden of extra fate.” It is the willful regard to answer all our angels keenly, removing their guiding stain, in order to be less jealous with each other and our deemed, contriving esteeems.

I’m reaching out to the angels, now. But, what I really wanted to sayy, was that we are all compelled to bring about the worlds’ future state. We cannot understand just how much the struggle we beg in to help C that unfortunately 😉 ‘ordained’ +riddle o’ opportunity- is already prescient with us. Though, I do reckon it’s better to let it surmise as only, the brease.