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Befriending silence

To attain quietude, first things first, thoughts must cease, that thus, free from desire, wayward ego’s consigned to the funeral fire. To attain quietude, nonchalant to outcomes, present in the moment, staid stillness invokes grace; bliss magnetism potent. To attain quietude, round the clock, all the time, our choice of cessation, epitomises our soul’s orientation. To attain quietude, shifting from head to heart, truth search prioritised, be assured oh hermit, God will be realised.

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Date: 6/3/2025 1:04:00 PM
Hello David, wry, cosmic, and deeply human. I love how you turn myth on its head, blending Sisyphus and Ozymandias into sharp commentary on modern life, entropy, and the search for meaning. Your humor and insight cut through the absurdity, making the struggle feel oddly noble. Clever, existential ride. Warmest Regards, Daniel
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Date: 6/3/2025 9:56:00 AM
quietude "round the clock, all the time" of such importance, much needed for all to know and keep within~ enjoyable read US
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Date: 6/3/2025 10:16:00 AM
Not easy considering turbidity of earth life and yet a reasonable goal ~ a quiescent heart

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