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Created on: July 10, 2009 Last Updated: July 20, 2009
Someday life will be more than touching, feeling, and wanting our selfish-desires
Always looking, looking for what we desire. Someday we will know,
We will know there is more than what meets the eye of the beholder's desire.
Hoping wishing wondering to raise body mind and soul of spirit beyond the superficial landscape of rhetorical melancholy created by our selfish-desires.
Someday we will evolve, create and manifest something more than perceptions of our selfish inspirations, visions and insights constructed by our imperfect self-desires.
We are something less than an equilibrium, balance and unity for a civil, selfless inclusive humanity of love prescribed by all the prophets.
Someday we might see that the miseries of life are caused by the pointless maze of pontific ego worship that strokes our evil, selfish and exclusive spirit; as we formulate the actions of our negative desire, emotion and will that reasons, chooses and decides our ill fate of greed and lust.
We will someday make our way through this gauntlet of existence we create. We will learn to touch, feel, and want our soul's spirit in special ways to grow us together as a single desire of civil selfless will and inclusive emotion that will unify our bodies, minds, and souls in our singular spirit,
Someday the point will be recognized that our thought is to balance the energy of being. Its Balance is to be found in the civil-selfless-inclusive desire, emotion and will this will be known to be the point of our existence,
One day it shall happen.
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