Love is the nature of existence; it can expand then contract, it is also circular; our lives should operate in much the same manner. My book explores why so much has become stagnant and civilization is encountering the same problems that are becoming progressively worse. There is a solution, and youll discover it for yourself in my book.

Love is the nature of existence; it can expand then contract, it is also circular; our lives should operate in much the same manner. My book explores why so much has become stagnant and civilization is encountering the same problems that are becoming progressively worse. There is a solution, and youll discover it for yourself in my book.

A little boy sits, while he shivers in the cold. The wind whistles, as it streams between planks of wood that form the shed that is his home; but only while he eats his meals, because the family that live in the house next door, that sits quietly upon a Welsh moor, have decided this is somehow proper for him. He came here for shelter, due to the bombs that reigned upon Liverpool to the north; sent by a maniac, that spoke like a madman about a day when everybody would do exactly as he would say. But why must a Jew, who deserves to be on a throne, sit with the smell of feces, that makes him...