an angel sitting on the edge of a cloud looks at humanity and wonders, how did something that was supposed to be perfect become this complete disgrace? How can something so imperfect that commits a crime against its own race be so loved by its father?
exclaims the lord
— yes, my father!
— what do you talk so much alone my child?
— the humanity! father, how can you love such a cruel and imperfect being? who does so much evil And in the end he only goes to yours temple lord to ask for forgiveness and then continue in the same error!
Gaia looks at her child and smiles, so join the conversation
— little child, humanity is what it is! we have no control over this they choose their own destiny, but in the end they will be judged properly for the mistakes they made and there is no point in asking for forgiveness, because it's certain types of mistakes they make that have no forgiveness
— your mother is right we have no control over anything, but we can judge them when they pass from this life to another, don't fill your heart with hate because they are so insignificant,there are like cruel people there are good people, they are hidden in the face of so much evil but they exist
— all right my lord! and my lady!
— I have made a decision!
Merci pour la lecture!
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