Friday, May 18, 2012
The Pulse
WITH FEAR, WE SAY NOTHING AT ALL. FEARING NOTHING, WE SAY EVERYTHING. WITHOUT BOUNDARY, EVERYTHING IS.
REMOVING MASKS, WE SEE OUR TRUE SELF. EVERYWHERE WE DANCE.
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SEARCHING, WE NEED ONLY ASK WHAT WE FEAR TO FIND. WITHOUT FEAR WE FIND EVERYTHING.
ONE TO ONE THIS TRANSMISSION IS GIVEN AND RECEIVED, FOREVER.
FOREVER BORN AND FOREVER DYING, THERE IS NO BEGINNING AND NO END.
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With restraint, the tactful man speaks slowly and carefully. Always watching his words, he utters none he does not intend. He utters none he does not know. He utters none that is beyond himself. He utters none that is of the true moment.
With no restraint, the madman speaks wildly and endlessly, never watching his words, he utters all he does not intend. He utters all he does not know. He utters all that is beyond himself. He utters all that is of the true moment.
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FROM EMPTINESS, COMES EVERYTHING.
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WE ARE CONDUITS, CHANNELS OF ENERGY.
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THIS MOMENT IS PARAMOUNT AND SUPREME. THE EVER CHANGING MOMENT ELUDES MEANING, BIRTH, AND DEATH. IT IS THE SOLE CATALYST OF ALL. AND THUS TIME. AND THUS SPACE. EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE, WE ARE.
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WE HAVE NOTHING TO WAIT FOR.
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