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The plan
Contributed by
ciaranface
on
Thursday, 18th June 2009 @ 05:36:18 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The plan began with something small, a way to learn to feel it all. In this time, Ill make up mind, and leave my shadow behind. This craving means something, I know its not nothing. Like this feeling of worry, that comes with the discovery. Now its clear what I need, and I see the way to be freed. Many envisage a clich way, get some land, shovel some hay. But for me that is not it. Freedom is in the only real bit: my Soul; my mind. False reality begins to unwind. A shock at first, to say the least, being inside the belly of the beast. But the light has come, and the darkness flees fast. Now I know my fear cannot last. Its hard for me from here to see, the ideal possibility. With all their Jinn and ammunition, I only observe the situation, as the proverbial heads for the fan, thanking God, that I have a plan.
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