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I Long To Escape The Prison Of My Ego And Lose Myself In You.

You Have No Idea How Hard I've Looked For A Gift To Bring You. Nothing Seemed Right. What's The Point Of Bringing Gold To The Gold Mine, Or Water To The Ocean. Everything I Came Up With Was Like Taking Spices To The Orient. It's No Good Giving My Heart And My Soul Because You Already Have These. So I've Brought You A Mirror. Look At Yourself And Remember Me.

In Silence There Is Eloquence.

Nearness To God Is Common To Us All, Because We're All Created And Sustained By God, But Only The Authentically Noble Possess And Live That Nearness That's A Constant Upswelling Passion Of Love.

The Life Of This World Is Nothing But The Harmony Of Opposites