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Dec 2014
I believe that is one of my most common dilemmas
To embrace power; nay tis weakness.
Power is mine* but to flaunt it for no reason but its expression?
What's the lesson? What am I getting?
More separation, more illusion.
Power only breeds confusion.
When it isn't used for fusion.

So quit your focus of "losin'."
Time creates this horrid illusion
Of those above and those below,
But guess where we all go?
Back into the same whole.
Forgive them, for they act
But do not know.
Power is not mine. Power comes from the divine. All those seeking power, are in my mind misaligned.
Emanuel
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