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Seeing with Passion


Evening sparks light

My desire is every person understood we are ever evolving in our understanding of ourselves. Realize we get trapped in sick thoughts to dwell on our failures and shortcomings. Feel ill-equipped to deal with those who harm us. Desire everything that is wrong in order to numb our pain.

But time waits for no one. While moons rise and suns set, you will realize the warmth of forgiveness. Live for that day.

I believe in love and ultimate truth. What remains relative is desire. Desire does not search for or find truth, but rather forcibly bends light, to pompously plop itself down on a pedestal, and demand its way. This is neither love or wisdom.

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