The Heerdink-Stepek Cycle

In the name ae the wee man can you no' hae mercy? In the name ae the wee man can he no' stop the killin'? In the name ae the wee man can we no hae peace oan Earth? In the name ae the wee man can he no listen tae oor prayers? In the name ae the wee man In the name ae the wee man In the name ae the wee man

In the name of one we cannot know, we commit every unimaginable sin in our attempt to do what we feel is just. Our service is excused as necessary for the greater good’s comfortability, but who really greets us when we fall? Is paradise the prize for the price we paid, or is it simply a distraction for those who are in need of one when it’s last call?

Those who need loved - carved from their heart - and do the same in return must first learn how to give that last bit of fruit even if they never choose to care for others. when surplus is depleted we serve in the name of one we cannot know

Those who need loved must first learn how to give when surplus is depleted. That last bit of fruit carved from their heart & served in the name of caring for others even if they never choose in return to do the same.

The birth of birth what was never started before now starts, nothing begat quark and lepton Atom emerged, a gift - to, of, and is the universe. Famine would arise before fruit. and so it comes to us, atomic programmes to fill the void of those who need loved.

The birth of all things starts again with you, my most radiant son. Each child a gift released to the universe like fruit for the famished. Go from my extended branch & fill the void of those who need nourishment.

in every moment we plant seeds unknowingly or knowingly seeds that poison the earth and give rise to grief and sorrow seeds that nurture the earth and give rise to joy and pleasure the moment is the birth of all things

A man once said love is planting a tree whose shade you’ll never enjoy for our limbs expire often before the tops can kiss the sky, & while thinking of your planted seeds with future generations sprouting after you make your return to the dirt, it’s also love to stand tall for preservation of all these stretching structures still giving us breath through these years.