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Christian, Jew, Muslim, Shaman, Zoroastrian, Stone, Ground, Mountain, River, Each Has A Secret Way Of Being With The Mystery, Unique And Not To Be Judged.

There Is A Window From One Heart To Another Heart.

We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute.

You Run Back And Forth Listening For Unusual Events, Peering Into The Faces Of Travelers. "why Are You Looking At Me Like A Madman?" I Have Lost A Friend. Please Forgive Me.

When I Run After What I Think I Want, My Days Are A Furnace Of Stress And Anxiety; If I Sit In My Own Place Of Patience, What I Need Flows To Me, And Without Pain. From This I Understand That What I Want Also Wants Me, Is Looking For Me And Attracting Me. There Is A Great Secret Here For Anyone Who Can Grasp It.