Spirituality
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All my centers pulse with light, Circles spinning in the night, Cosmic winds beneath my skin, A universe that stirs within. I sit, the sun behind, Time and space, both intertwined, Each breath a spark, each thought a flame, Seeking paths with love as name. Red to violet, energy climbs, Rising through the ancient rhymes,
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“The self is superficial; the spirit is thorough.” In our fast-paced, image-driven society, much emphasis is placed on the construction and presentation of the “self.” We curate our social media profiles, strive for professional accolades, and often measure success by external validations. Yet, beneath these surface-level pursuits lies a deeper aspect of our existence — the spirit — that
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At the instant of your absence, I hear the unheard speaking, I walk among evaporated steps and rise between dreams. A song awakens me without emotion, yet unforgettable, like a dream so fragile as air, student of its wind. There’s nothing before me, only a suspended moment while outside time runs wild and beats at
One Way Life 