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unconscious minds abound impressing upon us their agenda what can we say to these ignoramus for they are but dead men walking who in timeless time will awake we trauma bond not but simply smile sharing our love and compassion respecting their soul journey in fierce winds of duality for we too once stood where they are now 25-April-2023
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Blown Avatar
April 24, 2023 at 5:46 PM
...so many hold to trauma.....shock seems as a harbor for anchor to many....it is dealing in/with a shortened world.....stan
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April 25, 2023 at 5:22 PM
true ~ a matrix like dilemma
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