Money was always the demonic, they will suffer it's consequence, You will simply bear witness
She is my practice... faith is a flowing -Rumi
Renounced to an empty, The Lord soon turns my enemies ploys as weal unto me
Sometime we lose hold of life, we lose hold by forgetting it is our life, our right to participate or not.
The veneer and ethos might decieve you, however Adulthood is simply sacrifice and cosmic weight.
Without spirituality three is no true self realization, for man's journey is inwards, he can participate in the world in half, eyes shaded ears plugged, never awed by consciousness bewilderments.
The solution seems hard now, it will be seam simple later.
Ignorance scrubs floors no one will walk,
good acts points towards upliftment unfailingly.
On this wild bush path to celebrity, I struggled to escape the rats, only to find them at the proscenium.
Nothing earthly can be enjoyed in perpetuity and with the effervescence, we linger in the anchor of sharing.
Every prolonged battle is a lost one
I look now at every facet of our life and find only excess.
I look now at every facet of our life and find only excess.
When sexual desires are thrown as tantrum, empathy isn't intelligence.
Have you question the ethos beyond the fear of guile, Have you climbed up to meet your alter ego?
People suffer themselves are haggard praying to God ceaselessly just to buy the thing even He couldn't create.
If cement doesn't work on a scalp, Why do they keep cementing the floor, when nature is the only cure
Life is a dream, reality itself is an onion, when the layers fall it never returns, Maya is that which every truth seeking mind could unfurl.
I treat every man like a whirl, unpredictable and unreliable, focused and wish them well, continued on my path, If they want my company they adjust, after my weal without needing thier trust.
Truth sayers are always obscured from public view and punished, it tells you about the world we live in, asks questions about what's infront of you.
Children don't understand until they become adults of the importance and even existential nature of a to-do list
Retractable is the shock of the weak the whittling sustainable seeks and speaks depth
Mockery stands at the till of the goaded askance completely wringed in laughter, hangry, empty.
We give our bodies to service, to people and not to the indolent cesspool as cure to the doldrum of adult life.
Every form of knowledge is a kindling to that collective divine fire.
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