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Nothing kills. Nothing dies. Nothing hurts. Nothing takes lives away. No, Lucifer and Holy spirit can't do that either. What kills is a deadly car accident on a slippery highway because of irresponsible drinking or smoking, murder with a sexy platinum desert eagle magnum or other weapons around, a sharp steak cutting knife or a shot gun, suicide, homicide, world war, seeing others suffer, a beggar lied down by a street on a gray Sunday afternoon with his dog, and this, especially the last one makes me want to cry, because it is not on TV. It is too close to the eyes to bear. But why pointing fingers at the world? Why can't we go back to a guilty conscience that gave rise to all of those and cure that? Because curing a guilty conscience requires inner war, inner suicide, inner homicide, inner car accidents with no deaths, inner drinking and always being drunk without drinking, inner smoking and always being high without smoking, inner battles, inner world wars, inner weapons, and all these inners hurt more than outers. That's why we point our fingers at others, because we can't face the war within. Face it. Cure it with integrity so I don't see more suffering. I don't want to see suffering. Once the inner is cleaned out with war, the outer turns peaceful. You'll see sunshine for the fist time, and hear the birds singing even now in the winter, and then fight everyday to change the outer, when the inner is cleared up. I wish we had a big spray container that could shower the world with a laughing gas. I don't want to cry. Me and you and you and you can be Gods, let's start from us.