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The Tales we tell ourselves,

In high esteem we delve.

Present and future released from history,

Embracing our magic mystery.

Unfold into our own entirety,

Not grasping for alluring myths desirably.

Liberation is our passion,

Searching for ubiquitous compassion.

No need to journey for adulation,

As we’re already bathed in adoration.

A. Johnson

Castle on the hill near water

Inspired by:

Molly Swan

Inspired by:

Sharon Salzberg

Real Love by Sharon Salzberg


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