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Let the gong of Om arise by itself, without a need to employ egoic will, that recognising living light of Self, love’s peace dove perches on soul’s window sill, whence we sip soma nectar to heart’s fill. In our native element, drenched with bliss, our heart feels complete, with nothing amiss.

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Date: 7/1/2025 7:03:00 PM
Inspired by the Mandukya Upanishad
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