the night does not fall my dear, it is only your eyes, that close, br that what make us so busy, we always tend to make ourselves br easy, though in reality we want to go easy go lucky br br full of contradiction, an irony what we feel, a great paradox of br what we want to do and just easy to let it go, when anybody who br is hungry, God immediately filled it with sweet honey and when br everybody is lazy, He punish it thoroughly br br God don't want us to leave alone, so crazy to accept, yet very br holding to take, so vague, of nowhere to stand, to short to br understand, then what makes a man, to love more than what br is being done, in the creation, we are the number one br br is this the faith that tells of what care God wants us to feel, is the br kingdom of God has come in the midst of everything that man br has done, so cruel, that one has to know, that He is the God, br who never complaint of everything he made, a feature that br shows, He is not you br br so all seeds, must grow in the vineyards he sow, let the weed br may grow side by side with you, for days will come that, all be br harvested into one, segregated each and every one, where the br ripe may go for the grain is ready to be stored properly and br milled it as may go, tow as it flows br br all men has to submit, for the kingdom is ready, and the life we br take is on the way, as the sower say the judgment is near and br salvation is clear br br let my heart desire, in my soul make it true, for in my path i know br i am only planted in the paradise of heaven, i grow, in God let it br be truebr br Antonio Liaobr br