FINE STUFF ALL THIS IS
You are a child of nothing; not so much nothing
as nothing is all. You are everywhere conscious.
The mind that inhabits you knows no limits, and
creates for you the 'Real' you walk through. Go on,
then, head held high. Look forward.
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The riches of Kings that have come and gone are
hidden yet in the brazen dunes of the sands of
time. They do not stand still - all things will
change and vary. Stand as firm as you wish,
but you cannot.
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Here in the marvelous patterning of a kindergarten
gulch, we get to hear words and watch the actions of
men and women in their times : loud and soft, the
gentle tissue which wipes the concrete block.
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