JOSEPH, SON OF JACOB
"A type of the Christ Soul, The Greater Self struggling Upward from below" Joseph in an Egyptian Prison is Christ come into the world, where he can meet the two peoples, that is, the Jew and the Gentile... After long suffering, first from the Ungoverned violence of activities which spring from true service, then through temptations from the affections of the natural man, then through Bondage and Pain, the Spirit is Freed and Glorified, ALL EGYYPT BOWS TO JOSEPH"

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Cruel with guilt, and daring with despair, the midnight murderer bursts the faithless bar; invades the sacred hour of silent rest and leaves, unseen, a dagger in your breast.
--Samuel Johnson

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The rot of humanity's shadow is not in the ink, but in the darkness that fuels the pen,
gruesome daggers, dripping honeyed poison.

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My passing will be uneventful... by a dagger fashioned from a remnant, of a shattered dream.

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Disobedient children are like daggers that pierces they parents hearts.

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Bole nath ka chand beytal hai or I am busy for sex not having fun with love
Vaishali baskaran
Aur saya duor hai nandi ji kaya zindagi hai
Aghori mhabharamnad

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Tun Mera Behan say shadi karta to me hota tera sala,
Bhai Zindagi rawan dawan hai makri bana Rahi Jala.

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Oye hoye Yara Mara Mera khala nay Jo Lund chupa, Jo tattay chosa dair gat tha,
Sanday ka tail Laga kar chapa chap aunty,
Gandi badbo dar choot galaxat gandagi,
Hahahaha hawas lust hahaha phudi luli.

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Mein nay apni Zindagi mein chota bara patla lamba mota har Tarah ka dajjal daikha hai.

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Dagga day dagga day dagga day,
Dhokay say mujhay marwa day.

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Ye jo dagra type log din deharay qatal kar kay aram say baith jatay hain aur koi pochta tak nahi ye tumhari bikao Police aur Insaaf kay nizam par aik sawaliya nishan?

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"Being emotional is what keeps you in bondage to religion" ~ K. Parker

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a dagger of pain, a tear of grief

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"in tears of silence
my grief comes as a whisper ...
a dagger of pain"

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Ja Zafar tera Khana kharab teray tattay gaib ho Jan takay tun sari Zindagi kadi muth na maar saken hahaha.

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It's funny, we're all slaves, but they're some people who can't accept bondage, except to themselves.

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sari zindagi khrb krke pushdi aa v thik rehna,,,mai keha uporo uporo hasda andro taa weak rehna,,,,kehndi manu bhulya taa ni meri yaad aaundi hundi aa,,,,mai keha kamliye teri yaad hi taa raatan nu rwondi hundi aa,,,,,kehndi jad tenu pta mai teri life ch nhi aa tu mera intezaar ni karna c,,,,mai keha mere ton v ik galti hogi ,,kehndi ki,,mai keha yr tenu pyar ni krna c........

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Me marun ga kutay ki moot leykan jeon ga gedar ki Zindagi.

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Do partiyan aisi Hain Jin ko Meray opar bara wat hai bai ladka ham say zinda kyun Bach gaya hai??
Number aik Police aur number do dagra kan tutay.

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La dagaalanka rabitaanka naftu, waa furaha guusha ardayga.

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The dagger of an enemy is but a triffle, for strangers are often unsure where to strike; but home-struck arrows are the fiercest, home enemies hides in ambuscade aiming for the very marrow

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Some recollections can be daggers that stab your heart leaving scars and jagged pieces of you, and others can bring a smile.

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Mai khushnaseeb a jo menu teri chahat mili
Pr tera sath zindagi bhar paun di na rahat mili

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Any promise of financial freedom without the power of financial fitness is a free fraud. No one is in financial bondage actually, freedom should be accompanied with the fitness to sustain it. We should stop going one step forward and one million steps backward. Sustainable investment is built on consistent creation and distribution of value not just making and sharing money. I like risk takers but I love great readers and responsible investors.

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All the dags from school finish up in Canberra

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I knew I loved you when saying goodbye felt like a knife. When grief took over my body while you were still walking this earth. When your name stuck in my throat and hearing it felt like a dagger all over again. Although it was the right thing to do, even the right decision can feel like the wrong one.

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Wicked romancer Excalibur of rhymes with double dynamics of a funky physique in a multi-faceted swagger sharp double-edged dagger slicing and dicing the physics of time spitting spiritual spits in micro-bits

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When the dagger of tragedy pierces your heart the Taxman is not far behind to make sure it goes all the way in.

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