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burn the book

someone somewhere awakens shares insights of wisdom realised he addresses the mind of our soul ego prefers data weighed and sized canvas contorted, truth is distorted what was alluded to remains unknown lost in serpentine labyrinths of symbols seeds of a nebulous religion are sown if we’d know what does not come and go in as the absolute truth transcendental we need to tip toe into pure heart unshod our eye nonjudgmental and touch gentle

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 12/26/2023 8:58:00 PM

Today there are 'abrosexuals,' who change their sexual orientation daily. Their world -- and most people's today, I would maintain -- holds 'TRUTH' to be relative. What a cheapened, dumbed-down world-view, fostered by all of our 'elites.' Here's to sanity. :) Gershon

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 12/26/2023 9:34:00 PM

Differentiated perception is what but delusion?

Joe Dimino

Date: 12/25/2023 8:42:00 AM

Very true. Well said. Awaken the children, slowly, carefully, or they may be startled, feeling little more than shadows, frantic with light.

Unseeking Seeker
Date: 12/25/2023 9:26:00 AM

all is within, immediate and intimate and we are It, known if identity (ego) recedes.