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Not MineNo thing is left when I remain.
These words do not belong to me-
I am vanishing.
Life lives me,
Loving uses me,
Silence defeats me,
Beauty cripples me,
This inferno is deceiving-
Only we will survive.
CallingArtists of all kinds that desire to live in a world that is capable of inspiring both themselves and future generations must learn to consider how they themselves are capable of inspiring that world to recover and live on. So many intellectuals have attempted to bring forth solutions to the ills affecting us all with mixed results... a mixture ranging from mildly and remotely productive to ineffective. This is because a critical ingredient to that winning formula has not been included. Lets understand our own formula as human beings first. We are physical beings...obviously. We are emotional beings...painfully obvious. We are mental beings...obviously obvious as well. We are spiritual beings...not quite as obvious these days, but no less true. The loss of the collective memory of this fact is the root of all societal ills and misunderstandings. It is so crucial, because we are spiritual beings before we are ever mental or physical beings, and forgetting that is forgetting who we are. S
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