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Jan 2019
Not just moving up a ladder but getting to the intelligence of which the ladder is made.



Not just climbing the Tree of Life higher and higher

But getting to the Sap, the Intelligence of which the Tree is made.



And this is Joy–our own Self–All.

All.

All.
Written by
Steve Sufian
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