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dust that gathers reminds us of our origin forged from elements borrowed from earth we thus acknowledge accept and also negate permanence and transience our soul and this form both freedom and bondage crystallised light as form precipitated is the magic we have weaved bilocating consciousness transcendent and immanent all is well

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