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And the Mind Is Where

The mind... The mind is a mysterious place. The mind holds all things as true. The mind holds all things as false. The mind is a place of terror, of fear. The mind is a place of peace and joy. The mind it hides in darkness, a place where no light ever shines. The mind... The mind is a place where faith begins. It is where belief grows. The mind... The mind is the control center of life. It is where everything ignites. And yet no one knows the mind and how it works. The mind works differently for everyone. Stimuli and fate drive the mind to grow. And make the mind to fall apart… The mind... The mind is a mysterious place… Why does the mind battle the heart? Why does the mind battle the soul? Why does the mind never find victory? And why does my heart always find defeat? Where do I go to find peace? Where do I go to find victory? Where do I go to find faith? Where do I go to find joy? And who shall teach? And who shall go? And who shall learn? I do not know. And who shall shed the light in darkness? And who shall reach the lost? The heart with in is fertile ground. Stop and listen don’t make a sound. From your sinful way turn around, True life it shines when Jesus is found… And yet, the mind is where it all begins… By: Pernell Rodocker

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