Hours fade from me in these evenings. I toil away at the parchment trying so hard to interpret god’s greater scheme for mankind, so that some day this may lead us to better times, to kinder days, where I envision mankind leads forth into a new era of general decency. Akin to our every day now wherein he absorbs the evils of his brethren and those in his path, but rather transforming such darkness into growth and discovery in each moment of every breath he takes. That he may stand tall and move a step forth, and so on, to the new grass on which his children, and his children, may carry forth a new consciousness and understanding of one another and the past and the future they are endeared to.

In this, may he know the joy of the day, transpired by the pains of his yesterday, so that he may move forward, ever and on, knowing truth and the priceless value of the nature of mutual love, wisdom and freedom. This must ring to the tune of every man’s soul so that he may acknowledge this and walk in the gold sun the world provides in days that are so happier than this.

Lost were the lives of so many, painted indiscriminately in blood so burdensome that the hills shone in red for centuries to pass and yet still those to come. This must be not an interpretation, but that of the will of man at his very core, so that no evil, no harm, no portent or conditioning shall be bestowed upon he that behest this vow of true appreciation for an establishment based on the love for self, and for his fellow man, and the worldly and natural expectation of respect for all that lives, and provides for the balance and survival of that which lives, and the ultimate adornment by man of that, such therefore he has new found respect and realization that he hath also obligations to respect those freedoms for all that which surrounds him, not only within, but as well, without.