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My thoughts on the divinity of love and self |
| Love is but a fragment of the realization of oneness and self inclusion into the vast pain that encompasses the depths of soul and salvation. Heights of reality cannot be attained unless angels which fall as diamond rain descend upon our hearts encompassing the rivers of wanton youth. Canst the heart know the hidden sanctity which can only be seen beyond the veil of time itself. For eyes see not with clarity as summer sky but through dimness of winters tears there doth the sadness fall over self as the snow of endless night and one cannot attain to the riches which bequeath the spirit of righteousness- |