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Who am I

Knowing not who in truth we are, rudderless we’ve drifted afar, yet anytime we may reclaim inner light as soul’s claim to fame, shining brightly like the North Star.

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Date: 5/26/2024 3:46:00 PM
If only we could all see through the space dust/inner murk, or whatever it is, just seems to bring more nebulosity, as time advances; (who am I) all the above, cheers David
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Date: 5/26/2024 7:31:00 PM
The truth is simple. Ego (identity) is the veil that prevents us from seeing. In thought rested stillness, ego recedes and if we stretch silence, in time ego drops off. Then we directly see our true Self in singularity as living light.

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