25 June 2014

Two Hundred and Thirteen


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The nothingness of awareness fabricating every moment resoundingly clear.

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Irony and paradox are the needle that weave the thread so sure.

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No inner, no outer, just you, the infinite oneness.

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Awareness can only be spoken of, not for.

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The distilling of the soul into Soul.

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The primal narrative will out.

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Imperfectly perfect.

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Be anonymous within.

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There is no time like the present.

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Nothing like interest to focus the attention.

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Few less teachable than those who think they know it all.

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The endless array of carnivals have always kept the masses occupied.

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Any language is merely a unique set of sounds and symbols with concepts attached.

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Here you are, where you have always been, where you will always be.

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The simplicity that I Am is, is no match for vanity.