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Oct 2020
I envision a different kind of world. I envision a world of love. If ever you were loved, love will be what you give to the world. You will never run out of love. The more love you give, the more love you will have to give. Wealth is not worth. Love, and loving, are. Our world is turned inside-out. Love will turn it right-side in. Those who hurt others are themselves hurting terribly and unconsciously, because they were not loved enough, if it all. Those who hurt others don't need punishment, they need love, to be loved and loved until ineluctably they feel loved and become filled with love. And love will become their currency, and everthing else will be counterfeit. Love, and only love, is the cure for our sick world.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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TOD HOWARD HAWKS  79/M/Boulder, CO
(79/M/Boulder, CO)   
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