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' Sometimes, I look at the lions '...


It is strange when a lover wants to meet and you feel that words must be written..

Ecstasy, as the man sings is the state of Love..

I keep punching little pieces of plastic called keys..

The thought that keeps pushing to learn..

But, why does Consciousness need to learn ?..

Does the idea of entertainment enter your consciousness ?..

This 'Thought' called Divine Consciousness..

The 'Prodigal son' keeps appearing within thought..

The problem that you face is that,

you keep appearing as 'Prodigal son'..

You are more than that..

You are Freedom...


-thomas


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