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“PEACE” can STILL the storm back to “PEACE THAT HAS NO STORM” while looking unto “PERFECT PEACE.”
Let us quiet the storm together.
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The closest to reality is the invisible ice in the water
like my dream is the visible stone with me in my memory.
Both untouchable yet visible inside and that of outside world.
The dustman is only a dream to the Battlefield-free Mind like faraway is to a touch.
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The Battlefield of a Cat’s Mind is written all over its face like a painting telling its story.
Like a maze farm seeking an exit.
Like ripples of the ocean seeking Peace and not a storm.
Like scars on a Lion never a discouragement but a Lesson liken to the stripes on the Tiger its beauty.
The writing line on the wall tells us about our journey to Wellness.
Water evaporates and ice can sublime.
Therefore none can be left behind when the stones are only like the shadows in our dreams and Ice like daydreaming in our reality.
I am not what you see on the outside but what you see in the Water.
You can not hurt me but I can.
Before you do, I will be gone by the coming to my senses like the evaporation of the waters and the good writing between its lines...
The ripples are not waves like the toddler is not the adult.
Humble Beginnings can be exciting like it is the Crowned finally.