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By Erastus "Popyeny" Shipuleni

The heart is the Island inside me and you.
It speaks the language of its own, have its own way of doing reacting.

It feeds on whatever..., what is that whatever?
The five basic senses of a human life, namely, touch, sight, hearing, smell, and taste.

It is easily angered, quick to forget and humble to forgive.
Its storage capacity is unlimited, now, & then release anger and frustration, yet it's actually longing for peace and harmony.

If it could be possible for one to know what the heart is made of! Know what make it tick!
One would be able to read and understand the heart logic, then, peace will be granted among all of us.

The reality is that one heart is an Island that one must develop to meet one desire.

What language does the heart speak, then?
As I am thirsty, to empty my desire to speak with the heart any time desire.
Which sound does the heart hear too, for me also to hear, to be able to transact?

My soul!!!
Speak to the heart to let me in!
May I enter through the world of thought running in the heart, or is the heart running and raising its own marathon?

My Heart!
Allow me in whatever you are going through.
Hence, Knock, knock, knock at my heart door!
Who's knocking? The heart asks.
It's me your innermost soul friend (Subconscious-mind),
Come-in, my innermost soul friend, ...

The truth is when.
* The heart speaks to the subconscious-mind, innermost soul friend listens and respond.
* Ability to hear the hearts’ innermost soul language.
* Resulting in the subconscious-mind filter and recording what is known as personal character.

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