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Dec 2021
In your room of meditation
be empty and still
seek the form of water
and flow undisruptabley as a fall,

In your moment of fellowship
be conformed as the wind
free from voices, noises & distortion
becoming one with the word.

In your atmosphere of learning
become a re-furnace fire
grappling only essence & value
for the only true knowledge is virtue.

The nature of the fallen man
is one who is ruled by his emotions
controlled by his Mind
slave to his passion
dead to his soul
numb to spiritual enlightenment.

Do not therefore seek a master
but be master of Self,
& flaws will be your willful-slave
like Abraham
you'll be your creators friend.
Written by
Orishanlà  30/M/The Scroll of truth.
(30/M/The Scroll of truth.)   
     Aishu, Eugene, Sole, Ken Pepiton, mal frost and 2 others
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