The essence of men was then fractured into the dimensional realms of nature. Scattering itself amongst the primordial being of the planet, often for the better of mankind. A correlating and interplanetary weaving of a tapestry that moved in accordance with a divine being. Over time, and over the centuries the cord that bound man to nature was severed, at times lost and sometimes resown. What was once valued such as the outside world, the lakes, gardens, rivers, and wildlife, then became secondary, in a lifetime of material wealth, gain and opportunism. Once becoming secondary, the value and gratitude of others decreased. Often in as in often an obscure way, once the back of the tapestry connects, the strain on the real vision of our world began to warp. Giving rise to clearer intent. Mystery then returns to a god that thrives in a subtle yet humbling way. What is then left are values of perception, the sought tree of the bodhisattva. The resown seed resides within each man and woman.
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