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March 27, 2006
Thinking. It is the essence of our being and heart of our mystery, known only to ourselves in glory or damnation. It exists in many strata and we explore the depths when needed. I have done little but think for eons of time and reach no answers, no matter how deep into my inner territory I forage. However I feel a calm serenity, gained from the sheer luxury of thinking and know that my smile is safe. I have blessings in abundance and begin to see them clearly through my thoughts. How lucky to have this life and its loves.