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acknowledging dreams wherein we are limited feeling trapped, in anguish even though the dream ends when we wake up from sleep the fact is for those moments as both subject and object as dreamer and the dreamed our past tendencies precipitated the images we lived through dying of a thousand cuts signals we wish to suffer for there is no one else to blame extrapolating thus we recognise that save in silence we cannot be free of cravings of our ego both angels and demons are thought constructs in truth there is no-thing save love and light of Self with no-thing to seek and nothing to do we are at peace in singularity though we know this attention yet oscillates this is our dilemma why not then celebrate delusion and thus become free

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