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love religious powerful
The Truth that is to be Realized may be summarized simply as the Realization that no matter what is arising, no matter how many others are present, there is only One Being. This is precisely different from the childish but common religious notion that even when you are alone there is always Someone Else present, Who will look out for you if you do the right thing. True freedom is not a matter of striking a deal with an All-Powerful Parental Deity; no such God exists. True freedom is in the Realization that there is only God and You are That One.
love betrayed doe
Love does not fail for you when you are rejected, betrayed or apparently not Loved. Love fails for you when you reject, betray and do not love. Therefore .. Love.
change love source
I would love to change the world, but they won't give me the source code.
button girls love press talked wrong
Girls are like phones. We love to be held, talked too but if you press the wrong button you'll be disconnected!
love picking until wonder
Love is like a booger. You keep picking at it until you get it, then wonder what to do with it.
god love stupid
God must love stupid people. He made SO many.
dark device finding furniture
The shinbone is a device for finding furniture in a dark room.
known work
I should've known it wasn't going to work out between my ex-wife and me. After all, I'm a Libra and she's a bitch.
fine holding line
There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.
dreaming dreams space time
Pretty much nothing in time and space is as important as you think it is. Except, of course, dreaming and hugs.
planet save
Save the Earth... it's the only planet with chocolate.
gun idiot
We have enough gun control. What we need is idiot control.
remain remove silent speak
Better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt.
ashes banish dead disprove doubts easter faith fan generation inviting life ourselves past seek sun time transports vast
Easter is not a time for groping through dusty, musty tomes or tombs to disprove spontaneous generation or even to prove life eternal. It is a day to fan the ashes of dead hope, a day to banish doubts and seek the slopes where the sun is rising, to revel in the faith which transports us out of ourselves and the dead past into the vast and inviting unknown.