The goods and booties are distractions to hinder the ever upward climb towards apotheosis
The world is a big place, take her fruits in books, music and movies and quietly eat of it, What is your moss if not knowledge?
Unorthodoxy strikes at the heart of society itself, for the history of civilization seem so far at the same time. so near.
Like in a pinball game you are tossed about by the same mind, though masking as altered and differed individuals, but one and same. The goal is to trap you in their pity, traumatize and offer the only succor he will never suspect it.
Pierce through the heart of things via constant reading, before it enshrouds reading is the piecing of light, It is pineal gland polishing, hologram resetting, healing.
Like a herder who returns to the slow sheep and befriend it, the world will always return to the patient man.
there is always a business in the improvement of one’s standard of living and melioration, in fact It is the only business.
Sound betray intent, At the heart of wickedness lies ignorance.
The government doesn't function without labour, educate labour make it expensive.
The library is the altar of every town, the altar of conversion and sacrifice.
Be the truth the many have sought for and rarely find. Be the firm; then will they say “Go to him he is strict but he is kind”
Ignorance and drudgery, envy and toil, morals and happiness in the Life that is temporal stewardship.
Music blurs the lines between the living and the dead, the present and the past
Read up to that the highest manifestation of thyself, the nexus of all your lives will direct your life better
While you are thinking him gifted, all I did was destroy my ego to make my vessel more pliable
The mind will bow for the most read; Pile up words, pile up places move beyond the game
If society likes it, it has been reviewed and assented by the group mind, it is a lie and a waste of my time
Embrace the hard times, it is the myo. The dull light keeps the dark in order to gleam beside.
Marijuana re-calibrate life for you from the struggle to the glide, He who has benefited others and read the most is the one fit to be king
At the fork , the goal is how good can you be mist the circumstance He who doesn’t empathize cannot be said to give good advice
Striving to do the good at all time will give you the cosmic edge, furnished with endurance We can reach into them as they do us, for it feed us, Iron sharpening iron.
The world is a big place, take her fruits in books, music and movies and quietly eat of it, What is your moss if not knowledge?
Unorthodoxy strikes at the heart of society itself, for the history of civilization seem so far at the same time. so near.
Like in a pinball game you are tossed about by the same mind, though masking as altered and differed individuals, but one and same. The goal is to trap you in their pity, traumatize and offer the only succor he will never suspect it.
Pierce through the heart of things via constant reading, before it enshrouds reading is the piecing of light, It is pineal gland polishing, hologram resetting, healing.
Like a herder who returns to the slow sheep and befriend it, the world will always return to the patient man.
there is always a business in the improvement of one’s standard of living and melioration, in fact It is the only business.
Sound betray intent, At the heart of wickedness lies ignorance.
The government doesn't function without labour, educate labour make it expensive.
The library is the altar of every town, the altar of conversion and sacrifice.
Be the truth the many have sought for and rarely find. Be the firm; then will they say “Go to him he is strict but he is kind”
Ignorance and drudgery, envy and toil, morals and happiness in the Life that is temporal stewardship.
Music blurs the lines between the living and the dead, the present and the past
Read up to that the highest manifestation of thyself, the nexus of all your lives will direct your life better
While you are thinking him gifted, all I did was destroy my ego to make my vessel more pliable
The mind will bow for the most read; Pile up words, pile up places move beyond the game
If society likes it, it has been reviewed and assented by the group mind, it is a lie and a waste of my time
Embrace the hard times, it is the myo. The dull light keeps the dark in order to gleam beside.
Marijuana re-calibrate life for you from the struggle to the glide, He who has benefited others and read the most is the one fit to be king
At the fork , the goal is how good can you be mist the circumstance He who doesn’t empathize cannot be said to give good advice
Striving to do the good at all time will give you the cosmic edge, furnished with endurance We can reach into them as they do us, for it feed us, Iron sharpening iron.
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