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A Tragic-Comic Tale

By God’s grace, I have seen my soul It is a soft white, brilliant light Being as such, I feel complete Back to form, in my earth life role Daylight too seemed like a dark night Without God’s grace, I faced defeat Silence alone, made me feel whole Whence each breath heightened bliss delight Like a divine sublime love tweet I Am the light, I did extol So why for did I crouch in fright Needlessly life lessons repeat Wake up oh hermit, wake up now Allow God’s blessings to endow 29-May-2023 Trilonnet

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Sand Blown

Date: 5/29/2023 11:25:00 AM

...nice one...time is change and that finds expression in its being as an 'irrationality order'.....consciousness is observation of that disorder; by way of some species sensory/brain system to create specific observable and definable sensed patterns.....called a reality...... sorry for the run on.........stan by way of inherent patterns of species brain wiring

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 5/29/2023 6:31:00 PM

behold how God magically transforms the caterpillar into a butterfly, an animal into a human, a human into an angel, an angel into …