"Authenticity is the fragrance of a soul at peace with itself.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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" And like Sapphire Stone also were its manifold hues" - Hymn Of The Soul
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You thought you were a source of pressure, when I said you were a source of strength. You didn’t believe me so you made yourself a source of pain.
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Music is the alter ego of poetry. And poetry, the artful expression of the soul.
Music. Art. Poetry..
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The world is a reflection of what humanity jointly consumes, and soulfully digests.
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Some things are best left to professionals~ like God! He is my sole/soul Authority and Source when it comes to spiritual matters.
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A stolen heart is perhaps the most profound of any larceny ... its theft removes any joy that once flourished, and places anguish inside an empty soul.
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Let the heart speak!
knowing its mind and own
place,
knowing its opulent space --
knowing our lies and truths,
the shallow or depth
of window-eyes, the soul that records
our breaks and ties...
the heart, a poet’s lexicon
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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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A clean body and a perceptive mind are reflection of one's soul. Keep them from metals, ink and perversion. Honor life and their Creator.
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The winner goes beyond winning, his path becoming a soul mission~ whether little or lot no longer matters.
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Reality is what you live. Feel in the heart and soul of your being.
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Be My Critic — Wear My Soul
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“For time, a raven, tapping at our soul's door,
Inspires us to create, to seek evermore….”
-Edward Wraith
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The canvas of your soul waits. Dive deep, and find the masterpiece within.
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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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I stared at the entire room blankly as if this life were not my own,
and that is when I walked out cause I knew my soul was not at home.
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Mother, Father's Words Expression are Related to a Toddlers Organization of sound.
Song that ends with poetic dialogue is beneficial to Potentials Fun!
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The expression of love, gives the soul wings~ and a never ending span of Light.
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Music . . . is the poetry of sound, where nature and mankind create a lasting legacy.
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“Music is heard in the background. As the movement becomes sharper; the many dancers acting but as one. She is one with her secret. As the time draws near, the woman's body begins to push. With the rhythm of the music and the beat of the dancer's feet; her secret almost revealed.”
? Lisa C. Miller, Godly Inspirations For The Troubled Soul
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Artistry, in what ever form it takes, is the soul singing with pure love to all, that in itself is a beautiful testament of who we really are.
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fashion is your soul quality of your loyalty dress are in your next body janma.
Devil kiss
Fashion designer of new era
Aghori mhabharamnad
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"Many say, how beautiful the face or body is. Making beauty all about the appearance. Real beauty is about the heart and soul."
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PoetrySoup A La Carte, a feast of poetry written from poetic hearts.
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Numbers, Numerical Organizations, ... Contain A Medium Of Voice, Sound.
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Voice, = Voix, ... Soixante=60!
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Some of the respected people ask me how we get pain when
Our soul is amar body destroyed into the ashes you make your stupid thoughts
I just asked are you dead or alive because three naama one is ashes second is your body which is sucking giving unnecessary demand of health third is death.so when you leave think are you alive after that how much will be the pain because since from birth it happens.
With love all
Aghori mhabharamnad
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We all have ears for sound and eyes for beauty: use them to enrich your life. Nothing can be heard without alertness, nothing can be seen without awareness.
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Poetry ... it is written to by the pen, then listened to by the mind, before it whispers to the soul.
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Love is an artist, painting souls with colors unseen by casual observers. - Aloo Denish Obiero
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