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A FEW SIGN POSTS TO0 MAKE ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE A MUCH BETTER PLACE TO EXIST!

Do not worry too much about whether I am right or wrong—-be much more worried whether you are right or wrong. If you do not know what is correct and true how can you possibly know if I am right or wrong—let anybody else.

Religions we all need and believe in say we are created in the image “God”. It is also absolute fact we do not like to change our religions or let them grow. To learn more and more about “God”— to see and understand what he is really like and what he really wants us to be is a sin. The truth is our gods are created in the images of mankind—-thus making our gods more useful for our sinister whims and easier to control the truth when evil wants to play ! How can anyone find, learn and use the power of “God” if all the religions have us seek, follow and love the gods they have created.  If the world is so bad—- and many do blame” God” for this evil—is it not wise, fair and correct not to fault “God” for the condition of this world. If we want to find “God” and find peace—-we must stop creating gods in our image!

The truth–the right answer–the best thing to do —resides here, there and everywhere not only in the universe but infinity as well! The trick is to find it. Finding truth is made difficult by fact and fiction .The fact is existence  is so immense and complex and always requires the right thing to be done—and to do this you must have truth. It is daunting to find the best thing to when all you can do is start out in complete ignorance. The fiction came about to make things seem simpler but fiction really makes finding truth impossible to find because people just want to look for what is right in just one spot—be it left, right or in the middle.

The old soldier was dying with some tears in his eyes. When asked were the tears because he was dying—were the tears for all the very evil people he killed—were the tears because he did not kill enough of these rotten people. They asked the old and dying soldier were all his tears flowing because of all the wars he killed so valiantly in was for nothing because the world is far worst than when he started. The old soldier spoke—“-my tears are not for me, for all the people I killed or did not kill, not for the  world as it is——my tears are for all the sweet, loving, innocent and gentle children who where taught to become the horrible people I was glad to kill.