I came, I went
I could see, I was blind
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The title for this is likely to offend some, but I ask, will the individuals offended by the title give any time to explore the words and content following it? Or will a multitude of assumptions simply be made?
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Have you ever gone to someone to ask “Do you believe in me?” or likewise have you questioned why people don’t believe in you?
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A spark enters what we perceive to be the universe, not innocence but purity manifested in Human Form. Free from agenda, a sponge that soon absorbs and learns from its environment. If we do remember what we are and why we are here it is soon forgotten. Newly blindfolded we fumble in the dark, looking to the lost that came before, but those that teach are still trying to remember our true essence.
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