Free Power
Now is the only time things can be experienced, changed, or grasped.
It is your entire and only Power.
What is stealing this power from you?
Can you see the enemy?
What drags your attention to the future with fear, or to the past with regrets?
What is keeping it there?
What is holding your focus in those places?
What could it possibly gain from that?
What tricks does it use to rob you?
What does it offer, or promise you in return?
Is it a fair deal?
Is it real?
Can it be grasped?
Or does it dissolve into regret when another day of potential, power to experience, change, grasp, or help out in the world has been tricked or stolen from you? (yet again)
Can you see the enemy?
What is keeping you Powerless?
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