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There was a time when survival depended on mutual reliance, and care was taken in preparing the home and hearth.
There was reverence for the sacred, the mysteries of the unknown, and never a cowardly disregard for the truth.
Discoveries were valued, and talent and intelligence were respectfully sought after, not exploited for delusional, power-hungry gains.
The focus back then was on survival, not on shallow, emaciated bodies unfit for childbearing.
Nor was the emphasis solely on looks, so that nothing else can be seen, except some false standard of perfection.
No vision of light is what those shallow modernists have, especially when nothing is seen beyond the physical.
Never will the heart be seen and the mind understood, and the light felt.
