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"Like weary waves, thought flows upon thought, but the still depth beneath is all thine own" George macDonald (1824-1905) The Spirit of the One
We all share the Spirit of the One the source of all movement Like the ocean and its waves The sun and its light The fire and its flames Separation is the optical illusion of our consciousness The heart is always resting in His but spellbound by the mirage of "me" this is impossible to see
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