A dream-like life, it seems,
But deep inside, I'm wide awake in my delusionary dreams.
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"I'll cherish the moments we've shared,
But I won't let my heart be ensnared."
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The Solomonic thoughts of revolutionary minds strike like lightning in the rain, and prophetic missives pour from my spirit like God‘s word hit a vein. and I pray that when I pray for you I’m not praying in vain, repetition, from flagrant superstitions provided by world religions in which man gets the glory and Yah is just an opinion.
Excerpt from Sabali.
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Sometimes too much narrative is made of man's truth...and far too little of divine love. God's Truth is a love story.
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Those who choose to mislead others, with false narratives and fiction... often wear a mask of faith, that covers their addiction.
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The Christian is in foreign territory, on a planet that has the usurper, the duplicator, Satan, as reigning monarch and the people are his subjects.
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“There is an unexpected richness and beauty in living an ordinary life most people miss because of all the noise surrounding them.”
? Lisa C. Miller, Nightly Inspirations from the Heart of God
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From the lab to the field, from cells to societies, biotechnology carves the path from scientific insight to revolutionary applications. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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Ahh... what a great nation, with the rule of law, its statutes and torts. Yet between the political and judicial, much of the truth can be hidden by false narratives, where greed and power, look to disrobe the voice of the courts.
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Studying microbiology is delving into the vast realm of life's tiniest yet profound influencers—the silent revolutionaries shaping our world. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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The heart is monarch!
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The beauty of reading lies in its ability to transform the ordinary into the extraordinary. - Aloo Denish Obiero
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Phichali wali ramayan Mai vanar mere lanka thera door ram naam se kiye par abhi jananu na January June ley chaley patal.chopies
Aghori mhabharamnad
Jan janam
Feb javani
March Monday
April startday
May Monday
June Shani var
July holiday
August Muni eklavya vanvar
September month mouth shut
Otuber old
Navmber ready to pack Shani varkana
December cold death
Aghori mhabharamnad
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Narak youni kisi ko nahi pata bas ek insaf hai.
Jisko bhi leyna hai wha aata hai
Aghori mhabharamnad
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Greet the New Year not with trepidation but with the courage to script your own narrative of triumph and self-discovery. ~Aloo Denish Obiero
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Poetry, the visual language of heart, without poets there’d be no poetry, they understand the voice of the art, visionary expressed in synchrony.
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Zafar tun Teka Lana Tay la day,
Nara na khol oton e vich pa day.
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"Leonardo da Vinci, Born illegitimate, but a legitimate genius." from a poem by Max Sebastian Burchett
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The Light and the Dark of it. Some people will go to extraordinary measures for redemption. Some people go to extraordinary lengths for Love. Some will call it courage. Others will denigrate the truth of the fall in delivery as foolish. There are benefits to falling, to the breaking: beginning, middle, end. If not the whole, you cannot see but a part of yourself in others, then there is something vitally humane missing in you. You are "Godless".No matter how clean and worthy you deem yourself.
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Head or tale is the two face
Of coin understanding imagination of
Ardhnareshwar posible to sprate it judge me wellcome all
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Art is the timeless narrator of the society's story~ Aloo Denish
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"The Light and the Dark of it. Some people will go to extraordinary measures for redemption. Some people go to extraordinary lengths for Love. Some will call it courage. Others will denigrate the truth of the fall in delivery as foolish. There are benefits to falling, to the breaking: beginning, middle, end. If not the whole, you cannot see but a part of yourself in others, then there is something vitally humane missing in you. You are "Godless". No matter how clean and worthy you deem yourself.
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We are made of God substance, the light of His Will our spiritual star and navigation. We travel from and back to God, but never separate of God, the only imagined dim of nurturing relationship, is man's conscious denial -- the anarchy of dark delusion.
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Kyun meri narm-o-nazuk bund fadna chahatay ho?
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Fé;
é a luz que pulsa
na escuridão,
uma estrela guia
no coração.
A fé é uma força
silenciosa,
incansável,
a mover montanhas,
a nos tornar
capazes de
fazer com pouco
Mais e Mais
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Tumhara iron lora meri narm-o-nazuk
mulaim bund kay parkhachay ura day ga.
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"For spelling or meaning of words ~ poets use a dictionary."
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"The poet's pen weaves magic through ink and paper, illuminating the ordinary with extraordinary hues. With each stroke, worlds unfurl and emotions ignite, inviting hearts to dance in the realm of verse."
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Self-taught wisdom is much more than philosophy, it gives us the extreme courage to walk down the shady roads using extreme caution. In such a similar way, live the remaining days using your judgement and avoiding the hidden snares that can alter your fate.
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Beyond understanding, and all things discovered, all gathered evidences, and all the comparatives; things known, seen, believed and perceived, only God really knows the true narratives.
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