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Thought

I thought I would stop thinking. Not until I was gripped in thinking. Thinking of what I have thought, i lost counts in memories. Therein I remembered, The fear of thoughts is the beginning of thinking. But, why should I stop thinking? When thought emerge without thinking, and thinking springs from thoughts. To think is human, to stop is death. When I stop thinking, and then check my body, Check my pulse, check my heart and thoughts. Check my life may be checking my soul. Either flying or in a gathering to commune in heavens Associating with Angels, Angels on guard.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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