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in a fitting finale i summon the vanquisher of death to end this interminable cycle of transmigration the ask.... a taste of ambrosia stealthily hidden in the tranquil crevice between a potpourri of thoughts crescent bearing jewel pure as jasmine grant me the nectar of immortality ©2019
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Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 4:22 PM UTC
nectar of immortality
in a fitting finale i summon the vanquisher of death to end this interminable cycle of transmigration the ask.... a taste of ambrosia stealthily hidden in the tranquil crevice between a potpourri of thoughts crescent bearing jewel pure as jasmine grant me the nectar of immortality ©2019
The mind is where the self is realized. But the mind plays games as well. To quieten the mind and realize the self indeed is immortality
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Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 4:22 PM UTC
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