If I falter
“Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our feet. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us.”
Aleksey Pleshcheyev (1825-1893)
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Oh man, we are so many people, living different lives under turbulent times. Oh man, we don’t know good from evil. Looking through our eyes is the burden of lives. Simply Red – So Many People
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Everything around us, this day to day existence, stops us from being who we really are.
Man is a God …
Man is a god in ruins who has forgotten his own divinity.