God send his son to live in the heaven on planet earth, are men a shame of this fact, a mystery to come too late as if too shy from the Love itself to save me/you, to be it my/you being. this is God are we like that, every body like God, part of it, the image of God in very soul - where we have left this Love to form our body and the sound and its contents, a charge that do not burn. you have love for my security, all they tell you that but then, just words enough what makes con, feather. up in high down out fuuuuuuck you way to hell.
Humans are blinds, fear, to death - no one care about this fact enfordling.
I think the idea working 100 percent willingly from the whole being, nothing that separate from within that being. are we then fear not having enough?