I live outside your gates,
exposed to the rain, exposed to the sun;
sometimes I’ll cradle my right ear
in my right palm;
then when I speak my voice sounds strange,
alien ...
('Das Lied des Bettlers' or 'The Beggar’s Song' by Rainer Maria Rilke, loose translation by Michael R. Burch)
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Men who have the genuine baptism of the spirit carries about a power that beggars description, They are connected to the source of all Power, You cannot be around them and not be inflamed, They don't shout on podium, but when they do, It stems from the source. every expression and emotions is stamped with divinity, You cannot fake it. every Preacher is merely a dramatist without the Power of the Holy ghost
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Blessings at our table,
the garden; beggars always welcome... they will be asked to help weed, thieves are not turned away as they are only steeling when "what" you have is not already free.
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A worthless thing cannot be begged, bartered or Borrowed. I The Beggar of The 'Marrow. -LEEL-
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Humanity is communism and communism is not about putting a coin on beggar's plate, its a palindrome.
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We are children of the Almighty. So we are inborn prince or princes. We are not beggar.
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