See the other side, is as temporary as yours.
The Pyramids are vanishing, through the many years.
Many more years, before a dust to dust, full-circle.
Are some tiny particles saying ‘I want to be a pyramid again’.

A seed sprouts, stalks, flowers, feeds the people, or not.
We have evolved with the ability to seed any of all emotions. Look around.
What sells papers? Joy or suffering? I ask you. What sells papers?
Let’s breathe Life into a ‘Wake-Up!’ call. ‘Let’s Be Nature, not control it.’

We arrive and leave as Nature.  Nature is Nature.
Some folks call it ‘God, Goddess, Spirit, Other’.