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failures and triumphs whose there is no one here save presence in a space-time warp as has been impulsed in this lucid dream residual identity sometimes resurfaces that we may feel transient tremors seeming as real overriding all sensations the magnetic bliss current as ignition renewal steadies the love flame as the false drops away 06-January-2023

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Date: 1/6/2023 4:57:00 PM
Very nice. I really like the message you finished with - that false drops away!
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Date: 1/6/2023 7:00:00 PM
In truth there’s nothing to be done, when imaginary identity drops away, our true self is revealed … within.

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