The soul’s final rest is a tender nightfall after a long and weary journey.
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“Sovereignty cannot be granted by a successful career, independent offspring, emotional stability or being a war crime survivor or even steely resilience. Sovereignty can only be granted by a complete opening of the Heart.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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Apt words for those who, despite insurmountable odds, endeavor in noble pursuits. Whose reward, though it may not lie in victory, must pay due regard to those elements of character which belie a righteous resolve and willingness to struggle in the face of overwhelming adversity.
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What of life? Life is the imposition of will, with any extent directives or tendencies dependent upon ones lineage, whether of the pack or the herd.
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No institution can exist that purportedly upholds the rule of law by breaking it. No institution that has become the prime offender of citizens rights can claim to protect them. Experience has shown that governments are not immune to corruption and therefore are bound by necessity, when required, to reformation. Prudence dictates corruption abrogates the ability for self correction and so remedy must be accomplished through external means.
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I believe that Adam and Eve,is where it all began, so in my eyes there's only two genders, a woman and a Man.
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Today Oedipalism is still rife in many families. And Oedipalism doesn’t mean sleeping with the parent of the opposite sex when an adult. In the vast majority of cases Oedipalism exists at the emotional and psychological level. Divinity does not approve of this extreme type of soul co-dependence. Any WHY does God not approve of this ? Because it means that the souls involved cannot move in independence back into HIS embrace.
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Parasite can best survive as disease. We, know it needs a host to survive. Be mindful of the acquaintances which survive as a parasite, coz they stick until one serve as a host. Be independent in the deeds. Be independent in the thoughts. Breathe free to grow healthy.
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" Corporations have been enthroned...An era of corruption in high places will follow and the money power will endeavor to prolong its reign by working on the prejudices of the people...until wealth is aggregated in a few hands...and the republic is destroyed ".
*Written by a man 160 yrs. ago, prophetic, wouldn't you say... Abraham Lincoln
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Eyes of the brightest blue,
A smile that could strike a wave
A laugh that could haunt your dreams,
And a smile like Summer rain
Tender and warm her arms may be,
With the strength to hold you tight
But even the strongest of people,
Need to be held at night
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When I start to write, I try to make of myself a blank slate...left with just the impulse that got me there, at the lone scrimmage. I sit quietly...waiting.... Until an interesting thought or phrase, can be even one word eagerly presenting itself. Then I begin the poem, letting the impulse lead beyond. To me, poetry, along with everything else a writer uses for definition and motivation, above all else is viewed as sacred -- alive and independent literary expression in a manic, schizoid way:)
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Always more we could have said, should have said. But what love has been given, is never lost, though perhaps deeply planted in the firmament of time. It is God's Law and Promise to humanity...that there will be a rich harvest for those who remain faithful to the core tenderness of His Sacred Heart.
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Yes we have free will, but only in the sense that we have the ability to surrender the ego and accept a higher will as our own.
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When someone is offended by the truth, remain silent, for your words will only feed their fires of ignorance.
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Those who have traveled thru the stars belong to the universe.
Those who have traveled thru the stars have special tasks to perform.
Those who come through the stars gaze with contended smile.
They know this life is just a small part of their journey...... They have been traveling together and will always travel together thru the ages thru the stars.
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"Why are you offended that she's offended by your manipulation."
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Love can be clearly offered, no strings attached...but a heart that no longer feels tenderness, blindly sees -- will not reciprocate. Compounding the tragedy...also alienated from precious self.
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Tantrik Aghori mhabharamnad now I am independent from God and goddess mantra
KAAL ROOPAM NAMO NAMAH OM
Dr.jagdish Bajantri
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My God is Love ... not of submission, but of choice, deeply personal and individual, independent of others and free from the shackles of hate.
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When in harmony with God, we are co-creators -- acting alone, thinking we know better, we are more independent destroyers.
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Tender Poetry needs love. Even painful poetry -- we could not be hurt were not for Love's inherent vulnerability.
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Silent n calm water boiling inside.. percolating out of those poignant precious eyes.
Though vaporize before oozing out..
May it be the surrender or indomitable will!!!!
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If suspended my time by fate...then, Dear Lord, let my animation be love!
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Why would we want a heaven without loving consciousness to experience and recall friendships infinitely? Silly to think that God would allow us such fond thoughts, and not Himself cherish tender togetherness above all else. Wrong to think that such depth of bliss, such profound cohesiveness could spring out of random evolution unmediated -- Have no doubts. Heaven is our Live Feeling Eternal Companion, and not a random Spiritual Stranger, writer of previously unknown preference and vocabulary.
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In the Battle of the Sexes I just call a truce or surrender if I ever hope to fire my weapon!
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Sailing over the most gracious silver moon immersed into stelliferous seiche waves. Happy oysters gaze through sparkling pearls. The silence, the breeze bestows content and delight. solitude frolicking with lavender sillage through the smiling night!
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“In the realm of mortality, death is the ultimate equalizer, rendering all earthly distinctions meaningless.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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The mystery of life, the mystery of love, the mystery of creation -- what keeps me coming back to God, enthralled with God, is His endearing, never ending mystery. One experiences first-hand through Christ.
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If the ethnicity of a race remains pure as God had intended: He would be very pleased.
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Life can seem hard like diamonds, without a warmth of glitter -- petrifying~ a disappointed heart aged into stone -- but all such griefs will be shattered with time, mended into rainbows. Faith.
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