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I wonder what a stone thinks...firm in all its ways? surely none are without thought -- see a virus squirm away secure within the memory of time, everything has a mindful place -- -------------------------------- The Sun is our center of physical warmth -- we revolve around its destiny... axis of love and hate wonder how the universe sees us?

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Date: 1/14/2025 10:14:00 AM
Interesting question Joe. Reaching the limits of imagination you have to ask this well thought question. Thanks for sharing my friend...
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Joe Dimino
Date: 1/15/2025 7:56:00 AM
All that we are, all that God intends us to be, we are yet to imagine I believe. Thank you, Michael.
Date: 1/8/2025 7:32:00 AM
The universe must shudder at what is taking place on Earth. As Jesus said: When the Son returns, will He find faith?
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Joe Dimino
Date: 1/8/2025 8:08:00 AM
Maybe waiting for us to use already what He has given us, in the way of love and power? Thank you, Victor. I have faith...hope I am somehow there. Blessings my friend.
Date: 1/8/2025 5:29:00 AM
A philosophical poem of consciousness and interconnectedness accross different forms of existence.An interesting theme.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 1/8/2025 8:05:00 AM
Thank you, Akham, for taking a deep enlightening dive into this work. Blessings my friend.
Date: 1/7/2025 8:39:00 PM
A stone's face is silent, the better part of wisdom, methinks.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 1/8/2025 3:57:00 AM
Often, Yes:) Thank you, Gershon. Have a great day my friend.
Date: 1/7/2025 3:37:00 PM
True so true. We are so little; our greatness only through our Savior.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 1/8/2025 3:58:00 AM
Absolutely. With God, everything...without God, senseless specks of matter, dead to the soul of creation.

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