The birds sing a new song of change. The trees harmonize the melody of the Earth and skies. The wind drifts across this vast world taking the hopes of all who dwell within tho the ears of others. The world quakes and send fear to some while those unshaken send love and comfort. Fires ravage the lives of so many while the floods carry wandering bodies along its currents. Do not fear the change that is to come. Do not let your strength fail when the world turns on itself. Remember that we were once dust and into the Earth shall we return our bodies... But our spirit will remain to see a continued life. Take not these situations lightly, but remember that it must happen for the best. There is only death if you live only within your flesh. Life and existence transcends all elements, even those we do not yet comprehend. The world tells us stories everyday. Stories of how to live and how to ascend. If we just listen a little harder, it also tells us that we have everything we need if we stop hurting it. We hurt everything... We destroy everything... Listen to the worlds new song of change so that we can also change ourselves along with it.
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Birth sign: Scorpio
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