This life ... the flock which inhabits its alleged happiness ...

happiness which leans heavy upon ****** satisfaction....

or hopes that fantasies of the flesh discover thee....

I implore all...

look beyond....

look beyond the lust ...

putrid lust and betrayal....

Look to what's pure ....

a newborn ...its breach..

Yearn for what's whole...

not tattered and used ....

Your life was not given ....

to wander.....confused.

Fairy tale stories are what most look for.....

when what's right in front ............is IT....... and much more!