Reading and sacrifice: the climb of men, extols the mind as man only true ground of real investment.
Every comeuppance takes two years, be patient
Be gentle with your words as there is a devil on the receiving end also.
Envy rife, small in a bid to lick salt into wounds rear it's head for decapitation.
Music is liquid history
We were all taking our time as a species to reannex back to Mother India and return back to the Buddha
A tornado-like force field of photons and atoms, that's what the human body is, with the nerve lying at the epicenter, If the rest are just atoms
the nerve is the man, words are the food, the soap.
After bloom comes, sedge and the decay, Why then are some flowers desperate to bloom, or blooming forcefully.
Intelligence comes from and gives credence to ingenuity
Life is a pixel reel of negatives of a particular whorl in a particular place, and mission, You couldn't leave until completed, involving healing, expounding, reading, sacrifice, and mind precipices,Vishnu conversation.
Simplify life to a singular goal, A goal like mine, which is to ensure every mind sees The Scent of Green Papaya
The weal is accompaniment the latching of the nerves the rest was a roil in a rubble of atoms including ours.
Sounds are the flights tickets for the mind
Pummeling the mind with words is the blacksmithing of men.
There no charm, amulet and understanding like the continual read
Africa allows her sons to go to waste when every human being was just a single year change consumption of music, books and marijuana shy of greatness
We find God to be indefatigably onerous, stupid even, He like to denigrate ignorance by all means, put trials for surety and glorification.
Mind being the only ground to invest upon, life biggest treasure and wealth lies in sound.
Life, God's bright light brandishing, dampened by a witchcraft that teaches a person envy, denies them their own God deposit that lies within them, lives them in covered faces.
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