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idealism is hope that survives the day, that opens us and pours us forth into living vessels, renewed. it's an idea come forth through the process, surviving within the spirit. It's a kindess, a single dignity in each of us, an offering pushing through the daily grind. It covers quite a distance, that mires us in requirements we fulfill in daily life. After mercenary greed and illusionary reality takes all from us that it can, giving nothing in return- what remains in the end is hope. All we must do with the hope that survives our lives day by day, is honor the greater good in each of us- ever strengthening our collective spirit with compassion and hope that beyond each of us is all of us in a vast sea of knowing.