The Absolute’s poem

Our presence is the Absolute’s poem.

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There is no past, present, or future in uncreated light.

The highest choice will always be “Thy will be done.” We are here on their terms.

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If one does not transcend chief feature, it will consume higher centers.

External changes inhibit the growth of internal changes.

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There is nothing more wonderful than presence and nothing more worse than sleep.