17 August 2014

Two Hundred and Eighty-Three

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Wandering the Garden of Good and Evil, where there is in truth neither.

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Ye Brahman be, to which no others but those such at ye can see.

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Gaze up at the expansive sky, and see your mind the same.

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Truth is not for the clever, the foolish, or the slothful.

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History is replete with the same old regurgitation.

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Yet another instance of too much is not enough.

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You are perfectly you, why imitate any other?

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You are only imperfect if you imagine it so.

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You are student, your universe the teacher.

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A wake only shows where now has been.

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If you are fulfilled, what is there to want?

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Profound and passé every streaming moment.

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Forgiveness must ultimately come from deep within.

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Awareness, the final frontier, the grand voyeur of all eternity.

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Settle for dogma and idolatry, and, sure enough, that’s what you will get.