"We all begin as winners in the race to fertilize. So we've all been the recipients of the most coveted prize... life. " -Crystol Woods :)
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You are the book, I read every day. Some times flipping through I read your moves and gestures. Some times rereads allow me to dive and decipher. Not everybody carries the ability to see all the bands emitting out of a prism named body.
Not every body carries the capability to read the prints provided by ever chirping senses. May I react or gaze through to store, depends upon my strategic core. Just one thing for you to know, I stack every book in the memory of my library.
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It's only when we start walking, we realise that journey is indeed more beautiful than what we seek as destination. The fact is that, when it rains, vibrant umbrellas come to rescue. When we slip, holding hands clutch sturdy. When we rise, the fireflies surround to make the win a legacy....... It's all in the journey.
I am glad, I am blessed.... I am walking. I am glad, I am blessed..... Angels surround me.
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Rest now ye praying Mamas who can no longer discipline thy grown children; for thy God hath a big stick!
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Balance to me is a recipe for mediocrity. Anything exceptional comes from insane, unwavering focus.
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“Friendship is the art of turning shared moments into timeless treasures.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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I believe God has a plan...and all will work-out in His way and time. I don't believe that He wants animals to destroy one another in order to survive. We are missing something in our understanding of creation and Divine Purpose. Free Will is not interpreted correctly, speaking of man's profound relationship to his social and physical environments. We have far more control over things, than mankind sees, and when he does, is willing to consciously admit to his soul.
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Sometimes, when words fail, all you need to say is "Thank you, Jesus!" Just express gratitude for what He has done and anticipate His future favors! Offer thanks for your prayers, even before they're answered!
By Innantia Magcanya
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Love, a divine gift from God, unites hearts and reveals His grace. It transcends words, offering solace in hardship and strength in weakness. Let's embody love's virtues, for in its embrace, we find purpose and connection to the divine.
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In the silence all is still...now I know the meaning of a word-drop, and the ripple voice of eternal sea.
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The bible speaks of clay...I guess, made of sand-castles, eventually washed away by tide would work in the same context. Fortunately, body is only our carriage of descent, carrying substance of Spirit-omnipotent.
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In darkness, we discover the whispers of our own souls, and in the shadows, we find kinship with the unseen. Thus, in the depths of solitude, we realize that though alone, we are never truly without companionship.
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Nothing ever comes entirely to rest, the decay of death into memory into myth a prime example. Whatever only true for the moment of successful application. Absolute Truth is Faith~ Omnipotent.
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Faith is Omnipotent.
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Easiest identifiable emotion comes from heart though relations exists in various forms. The community prefers to remain delude with easiest option available. Glamour, the most dominating illusion some how slips out of celluloid screens and transforms every single being.
Aligned with traditions and seen with respect, refurbished with values......life is much beyond.
Every life is a rhapsody deserving legacy... short yet beautiful... may we make it!
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The quicksand of anticipation
— the fire below
A changing experience
— is not an experience of change
Captive of emotion
— prisoner of deceit
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If we are friends, I will only stay where I am placed. I will not arrogate to myself any iota of importance if it has not been freely bestowed upon me. I hate friendships of convenience which is activated only when you have need for me. I am a firm believer in reciprocity I will place you exactly where you have placed me in your life
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If you won't accept the facts ... you're left with a delusional receipt.
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End year's dusk, new year's dawn; gratitude fills the last page, anticipation pens the first. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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is it bad i'll let someone manipulate me because i love them?
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Greatness isn't an accident; it's the meticulous craftsmanship of consistency and determination. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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One season's dusk, another season's dawn. Gratitude fills the last page, anticipation pens the first. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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Vision sees the stars; mission carves the path to reach them. Vision without a purposeful mission is a ship without a compass, drifting aimlessly in the sea of aspirations. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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Environmental stewardship doesn't demand perfection; it craves our dedication to making a difference, one mindful choice at a time. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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To Strengthen The Attributes Of Human Physiology, ... A Reference To Citizenship Builds Achievements, ....Fun!
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And Defining Broadens The Pathways Of God's .... Might!
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Tum hara kana kahani sunaey mohini ki Jo apsara Sagar manthan sey nikal kar aaye thi kuch pata nahi Bajan kirtan karti ho mohini vas like hipnotice if in that he created lady avtar then why you need other people he takes Shiv and brama or any Devi
Aghori mhabharamnad
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"Reeds love rivers, as the fading and transitory things of the world delight us. If, however, anyone shall pluck up this reed from the Earth, and strip off it's useless parts, spoiling the old man with his deeds, and guide it by the hand of a Scribe writing quickly, it begins to be no more a Reed, but a Pen, which impresses the precepts of the Heavenly Scriptures on the Hidden Places of the mind and writes them on the Tables Of The Heart"
- St.Ambrose
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Let the heart carry no pain, Let the brain not carry any calculations, Let the actions not carry revenge n agitation, Let the eyes not carry the weak moments, Let the lips not carry the sensations of vengeance. Wrapped up in cozy calmness, keep dropping into your Piggy bank... all the blessings, the Lord bestows out of love.
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Majestic heralds in form of misty fog silently convey the roar of yearning mountains.
The eternal silence of sea giggling n tickling the feet, display the clamor of a child. Dancing rainbows over restless waves invite for ballad.
Silently pouring rain wipes off the tears n fears, silent mentor calls on the terrace to show how quietly it washes off what's not desired.
Dense forests, gorgeous moon, twinkling stars......silence speaks
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"Beware crossing the precipice of no return, into the abyss." Max Burchett
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