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As to this cobbled together understanding: The universe despises absolutes, and cares not for truth seeking. The grand spiral needs no faith. It is not with the master's death, then that we have become spiritual ronin, beholden to none; without obligation - without the comfort of purpose.... Instead, here we are, the rain dogs of the cosmos; lost and alone on a strange world with no scent to follow. We are the orphans of sun and moon - bad parents if ever there were.
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 5:14 PM UTC
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As to this cobbled together understanding: The universe despises absolutes, and cares not for truth seeking. The grand spiral needs no faith. It is not with the master's death, then that we have become spiritual ronin, beholden to none; without obligation - without the comfort of purpose.... Instead, here we are, the rain dogs of the cosmos; lost and alone on a strange world with no scent to follow. We are the orphans of sun and moon - bad parents if ever there were.
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 5:14 PM UTC
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