He looked out over the world, into the hearts and souls of every living creature upon it. Some don’t celebrate Christmas. It doesn’t matter, he responded.
He looked into the eyes of each living being, some saddened, or bleary, some expectant and full of hope, or deliriously happy. Some, filled with greed and rage and jealousy. They don’t deserve anything. I disagree, he said in return.
He looked into the mind of the hungry owl and the petrified dormouse. Survival of the fittest. He said nothing in return, and just thought.
Survival of the fittest. It’s like that in every walk of life, in every species. Always has been. Can’t change it. It’s the natural way.
He looked out over the world, into the hearts and souls of every living creature upon it. There’s one thing that may help, he said. Looking into every soul longing for the chance to exist in a world full of joy, instead of trying to be one of the fittest who survive whatever comes along. It’s just an idea.
What is it?
That’s it. Just an idea. A single thought that will allow the individual to find greatness in whatever they do, or be, or have. One single thought that triggers the inspiration of greatness; of change; of peace; of freedom; of harmony; or one that triggers the inspiration for togetherness; companionship; agreement.
That should work for all. Not in a competitive way, but for the good of all. Not fuelled by greed, but fuelled by love and hope.
Will it work? It may do. That’s down to the individual and how they interpret the idea. The thoughts are out there, waiting to be tapped into. Waiting to reach the souls that are searching for them.
I’m adding power to this thought. Sending the vibes out there. With the right ideas, and the right mind-set, we can make this place absolutely fantastic.
I’ve added a button below, should you wish to press it, which will add your power to the process too!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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