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Desire Manifests Our Reality

“now know oh hermit, why the sages wise flowed free and unbound, welcoming surprise” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Stirrings within our heart seek fulfilment, bringing into being, reality. Mindful presence examines their content, lest tranquility be fatality. Oft ego urges mar serenity, luring us in the world of illusions, anchoring us therein in stagnation, thereby veiling from us the divine light. Nestled in silence of meditation, our egoless self feels bliss day and night. Mind an instrument for co-creation, bestowed by Gods grace, that we be as He. The egos feeling of separation propels it outwards, in a playful spree. Stagnation then, cause of our misery, for if our sojourn is without pausing, thus flowing like the breeze, celebrating, being detached, life a joyous parlance; love the fulcrum of our co-creating vibrant bliss in a dance of innocence. 15-December-2020

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Date: 12/14/2020 9:15:00 PM
I think your favorite word is bliss. You use it in just about all your beautiful poems. I admire your work and enjoy them. You’re a very talented poet. :)
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Date: 12/14/2020 9:26:00 PM
Hahaha! Our innate nature, our very being-ness is bliss, pulsating within!

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