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A Long Walk, pt. II "If your mind is still set upon joining me, I leave immediately. I have much to do." As He waited for the others, a stinging pain began to grow in Him. Weeping was heard from the three housholds of His companions, and three sullen faces returned to Him. One carried a long stick for aid in walking, another brought skins of water for them to drink, and the third carried a long scroll and ink. "Why is it you forgo your own comforts to bring tools for the keeping of records, my friend?" "I have no doubt you will divulge greatA Long Walk, pt. II
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A Long Walk"Revelation, enlightenment, and awakening are all words used to describe something that, for all the effort spent on them, are improbable to attain. They are never achieved through will alone, or through a life spent in humility; predictability is something they lack. No, they are not the aftermath of training, or found during a quiet moment spent in one's mind, study of a text, or correspondence with the Misunderstood. If ever you have a revelation, become enlightened, or awaken you mind, it is an accumulation of a lifetime of experience, brought to fruition by the dance of a butterflA Long Walk
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A Double-takeA man once arose before the Pearly Gates and made his way to Saint Peter, who smiled and welcomed him by name into the Kingdom of Heaven. The man smiled and followed Peter toward the city, and just before he passed the final threshold, he glanced back to see the others that had received the same ultimate reward for a life of servitude to God. He stopped and turned to Peter again. "Sir, why are there so few following me to paradise?" Peter smiled and replied, "Few are able to walk the Path of the Righteous, my frienA Double-take
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Memoirs of a Prophet, pt. IThe first impressions of Earth from a space-born child are rather strange, for though the landscape is utterly alien and colored in greens and blues and browns, one feels familiarity in the thick crowding of life where we had grown as a race. It's much akin to recalling a dream, where familiar faces play wholly different parts on a stage comprised of scattered scenes, stitched together with plot threads too weak to connect in your waking mind. A mentor of mine once compared the feeling to deja vu, but when I first looked upon Earth I found my own sentiments lacked the hazed uncertainty deja vu grants; I was sure I had neMemoirs of a Prophet, pt. I
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"...It's the sky that's the challenge
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Whole poems whole dictionaries, rolled up in a thunderclap
And every sunset an action painting, every cloud a book of shadows..."
-Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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