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Post by baku on May 12, 2012 15:32:01 GMT -5
Hit a brick wall. Look over the wall and see a garden Leiden in trash. Walk through the gate. Do you see over the next wall? Do you see the garden Leiden in flowers and rivers and plants.
To a great temple you see. Building of beauty and amazing stature. You take it all in and never look in. You draw it and you worship it. Never do you go on. Never do you know the truth. Do you look at the priest's past? Do you even try what it preach? All it is is a wall with a picture. The preist tierd and old never could teach no one. He looked up to the Bright stars and asked for their tricks and took them clameing them his. All his were just tricks of the light. Yet can you see it? Can you look behind the veil?
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fuser
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Post by fuser on May 12, 2012 15:34:55 GMT -5
I like these words.
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Post by baku on May 12, 2012 15:49:21 GMT -5
If words are all humans have let them share them, Yet none must be lies because lies as no mind shall be deluded.
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