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Nov 2012
One must commit mistakes to learn with pained mind
To err is the nature of humankind
And one shall always accept that of which is not
To be illusioned, the ****** identifications, the Self a fabricated rot
The fool has propensity to cheat, posing oneself an intelligent being
They'll write books of Self philosophies and fail to realize their lack of flawless seeing
Our senses are imperfect, we are too proud of our eyes
One cannot see God but within the dark our hands also disappear and that is the mass demise

Thus how does one become a liberated soul
Without losing sight of its conscious whole
A real question.
Vassana M
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