Thursday, December 7, 2017
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The solitude of Oneness is nice, but blind to the sparks of life. The purpose in creation, is our celebration, where One becomes a...
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Who am I right now oh Flame? A betrothed moth! A Lover who once thought he knew who he was, melted by thy heat, and lost to any self ...
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Know my Friend, that which is called by the lover is but the Beloved calling back. Oh, I know it sounds like your own voice, ...
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I have accepted from the high priest The bowl of Hemlock And drank every drop in pledge of service to thee beloved. You have ta...
