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grounds upon which this request stands; perhaps there are none. I have seen, heard, and shared, but still it
is only I that is certain, and it comes out as confusion for other minds when
they are attempting to understand. The
philosophy that comes through me, my brain seems to be born out of the tower of
babble. So is the way the tower
crumbles, or is it just a cookie? I sit
in design of great creativity and wonder over the power that holds
consciousness to the vessel of a human.
The leaves fall and fly by, yet this wind does not carry my consciousness
away. I try to share it, but my mind
seems to love creating a maze for others to work through. Is this my way of attempting to be like God,
creating layers for confusion? All
praise to God.
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