Mind is the master power that moulds and makes,
and man is mind, and evermore he takes the tool
of thought, and, shaping what he wills,
brings forth a thousand joys, a thousand ills;
he thinks in secret, and it comes to pass;
environment is but his looking-glass
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Caught in a Rhapsody
Life is of the essence they tell me, existence within existence life creating life abundance measured in limits limits measured in sight imagine focusing on things we normally don't focus on imagine lights of creation as the minds eye creates it.
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