Take a few paragraphs to describe a perfect world.

 
      
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      I am goldang livin' the "Good Life".  The world is perfect already!  Why would one mess with it?  I know, I know:  Wars, famine, drought, disease and starvation.  Those are the biggies.  I think these are "dimensional" problems indicative of this world at this level of existance.  They are the necessary evils or healthy adversities inherent with the process of evolving.  Without them, there would be nothing to overcome.  Nothing to strive past.  Nothing to improve upon.  We would all still be a subphylum of pond scum content with swimming around in our collective primordial pool of goop if it were not for adversity.  When we lose these rough and limited third dimensional bodies, I am sure that the fourth will have it's own set of challenges equally pushing us to our evolutionary limits.  If we see the big picture and by that I mean looking at each individual and their situations, I think you will see that each of these things is just an aspect or discriptor of your ultimate Self.  A pock or beauty mark on your Original Face: morphing, changing, growing, shrinking and healing constantly.  At all levels of consciousness.  In all lines of thought.
     Think of this world with no hunger.  No war.  No lack of any one thing.  And also think that it has always been as such.  Really look at this scenario objectively without influence of culture, race, creed or religion.  Pretty bleek.  Bland.  Dull.  Just rock with no atmosphere and lots of farty smelling gases being propelled into endless space to another planet that can maybe use them for something because they are all diggin' on change elsewhere.  I think ultimately We as a whole consciousness don't really want to see and end or plateau to all of this.  We will never really like or be wholly satisfied with the next step because I think deep down it is the act of change itself that fascinates us.  Cocreating.  Molding.  Sifting and shifting.  Look at this neat thing I have done with my mind!  Weeeeeeeee!  We love to create.  If change were not possible, then creating would not exist.  Yuck!
     I love the world and universe as it is: fully malleable and moldable with thought and sensitive hands!  And of course Rod would never run out of socks!

Love, Life and Light,

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