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Dec 2014
All that is present, at least what we see,
Is just a small part of infinity.

We live out our lives like scenes in a play,
But the audience too has lines to say.

If others determine what you will do,
Then you aren't in charge of what you call "you".

It is all one show, though massive it's true,
But all of it's made by them, me and you.

What are you thinking of the very most?
For you that subject is your Holy Ghost.

Focus your energy on what you choose,
But love all the light, not just certain hues.

Quiet your mind so you can clearly hear.
What you're afraid of is losing your fear.

Pretend what you will and live as you feel,
Yet ask to be shown what is truly Real.

Your needs alone determine your task.
The answer is in the questions you ask.

We are all One or we would not be here.
The Truth is within, not far but so near.
Written by
Dennis Alston  currently in India
(currently in India)   
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