Noosphere

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And asked about her world, she replied:
My empire is one of fearlessness and might that leaves little space for the brave less
but amongst which, fairness of the heart prevails.
My empire is made of air and heights that reflects the symbol of the stars under which i walk.
Though in truth, my faith is what rises above and gives me wings to fly higher than many of them all!
My empire isn’t made of gold but of turquoise stones
that embedded the mountain peak which i have seen and shall soon reach.
But be sure that the road itself is what counts the most !

Credit: picture by Kpekep

Force of life

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And there is no question that the strength of one will always be best understood by another carrying equal strength and even though the complexity of infinite measures and proportions withheld within the strength that composes the two might be different…the whole remains the same!

The tenth of the year

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It was a month when the past and the present met again at a crossroad.
Forgotten faces brought back to life,
And a few certain hidden bitter sweet memories marked in the pages of the old arose to the surface of the now.
It was a month when wisdom shouted the truth to the defiant hearts that still believe in love stories with the unmatched halves.
Scattered hopes that were now paving the way to a new chapter, which contained an even bigger hope.
Autumn leaves that would soon conquer the landscape of the sunny grass and butterflies.
It was the month of the seekers of equilibrium and those who thirst for a grander symmetry.
The subtle brass color scale that sits at the heart of the tree of life and which those pursuers try in vain to bring to the long praised middle way but never quite to their own despair,
For a journey with evenness is always better than one with emptiness.
It was a month when she met him again… the one that once day said ‘i still have a soul and am off to the road of Santiago!’
It was a month when the pen and the hand both reconciled and the voice unconditionally said ‘write and let the words dance once again’!

The givers and the takers

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And in this life, you shall find those who give and others who take and the quantifying of their gift or thief is not an affair that they know of or care about, for they simply ‘ are’.
And so goes round the circle and so lives the polarity of all things.
Yet, the hardest labor of all , will always fall under those who wish to give but have never truly received !

When they whisper

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Oh angels of abundance and those of pure giving wisdom;
Angels of peace and those of clemency and love;
Angels of protection, vision and intelligence and all of the others that reside within the Kingdom of Thee.
At once, i wish to be given the name of the creature of light that follows me when the hour of the day is at its highest and commensurately when the hour of the night is at its darkest!