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How often have you wished that you could open a door, and walk through it into a different universe? Here are a few you might try….
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How often have you wished that you could open a door, and walk through it into a different universe? Here are a few you might try….
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(by Lawrence R. Spencer)
*Haiku, is a form of Japanese poetry, consisting of 17 moras (or on), in three phrases of 5, 7, and 5 moras respectively.
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Before the Beginning I was No Thing: a Source of Awareness, of Being, of Universes. Thought, ideas, emotion, objects and time are Things I conceived. I agreed to play a game in which No Things became Things. We played and betrayed ourselves into an unrelenting void of shivering dark and incandescent light. In my basest state, a human being, I am a Warrior of Survival: a game that grinds every soul into dust. I have lost the game. We have defeated ourselves. The physical universe is not our home. I, alone, am the Source of Serenity in the Icy Flames of Eternity. Remember who we are: No Thing.
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by Lawrence R. Spencer. 2012.
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“A MIND IS NOT A BRAIN. A MIND IS IMAGINATION, THE SOURCE OF CREATION, WHERE UNIVERSES ARE MADE.”
— Lawrence R. Spencer —
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