Wind is Thistles
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My breath made no sound, yet I knew that I was not invisible. Voices thundered in my ears, and my eyes grew conscious of the Truth that lay outside of me. This is the unconscious, humbled. We refuse to be life’s hostage and I can only imagine the strike and rush of little waves against…
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Behind God’s desk, the right hand practiced Free Will. His hand tossed a great coin. Some wolfish howls were meant to say, “This coin is the currency of Love rolling back and forth on God’s knuckles. Cast it contemptuously back into our world. A little man with a shy voice we cannot expect. Inspect our…
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Ego was never life’s blunder. It is supposed to be eliminated, but never to be destroyed. Why create it then? You’ve the pearl, when I have the world. …And we felt the warmth and security.
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There’s an excitement in this day, and if it be a son’s function to make a small change, then he must take his mother’s love in making this day as beautiful as possible… …Looking closely, she sees deep worry in his eyes.
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It was known among the brush huts and the policy makers and in the churches that he, acting alone, coined lunacy as a spiritual process. It would be a shame if prestige destroyed him… …Though he was dressed and ready to.
Hadi Atallah 