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The beautiful Garden

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Once upon a time there was a very beautiful garden beyond any imagination of beauty one can think. This garden was thought to be very far away from our universe beyond any imagination one can think of.

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Everything in that garden was unimaginably beautiful and inspired peace, joy and happiness.

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Every conscious being in that garden was grateful to the Creator of that garden.

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Every year at the same time as the inhabitants of the garden will praise the Lord for all the presents and gifts, for the gift of life, the Creator of the garden will bless the inhabitants of garden, and all the country of roses will rise and look like ruby red. And a magic power of love will envelop all the inhabitants and all being of the garden as two days before the new cycle of a New Year start.

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At night of that day a star like a queen will appear and brighten all the sky while the moon will be full and shine as well as gleam all the sky. The radiation of the star of love will go through worlds to worlds transmitting his wave in great frequency until it reaches our planet. Every thing in that night will be like solemn and holy night as every existing being who could recognize the Almighty God, will be thankful for His Inapprehensible and Unbelievable Love.

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There on earth in prayer all the flowers which did not ted between will receive consciously the love of the Creator.  Kneeling, those being will lay down their hearts between the loving hands of their Lord, giving back their love to the origin of their existence.

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Their hearts will open like flowers in spring as they receive back the Love through the Queen and seen from the sky the picture will be like a mosaic of beautiful colors as their spirit open up.

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And life goes on while for majority of beings in one of the smallest of the smallest garden, the copy of the copy of the original did not realize the Lord just renew his testimony of love toward his creatures as most of them do not care where their life and breath and power of life come from, may be they just do not want it or need it as they find their own kingdom here on earth.

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That was a story of the holy day that may existed once upon a time.

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