#spritual
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The words are warming up while the soul let heal the damages of mortal shell in stillness. The depth of enigma is immeasurable. A moment of quietness is enough to dive in the ocean of spirituality. Sometime it is the most difficult path to walk on because the eyes wear laces in multiple layers. And…
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What if today is the day, trillion of new particles were born, new stars were formed across galaxies or billions of particles ceased to exist and billions of ancient stars shone for the last time. The creation mesmerized me since my senses woke. The mind never stopped to ponder about my very birth. Was the…
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I’m in rush each passing second. Sometime you can see me running with the clouds and next moment I sit modestly like it has been ages. Today is 23rd day of May. Rainy season has been invited at my threshold. I had been sleeping for months, tucked in warmth blanket when winter was sitting in…
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Some say that “I” is one of the cause of most of the troubles although there is too a magical definition of ‘I’__ I always stands for me in darkest hours, in stormy seasons and under the sunshine too. The ultimate fact_ It has been I all the time.
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Since the beginning, everything has been vague, I don’t fear the world and it’s ways What scares me most is eternal ignorance!
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Every end isn’t ominous,Sometimes what follows the end is the miracle.
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The detection of__“Two consciousness reside in a single human vessel.”makes perception easier. By Iyana H.
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The purpose of each living is predestinedWe are allowed to access within threshold,So that our purpose can be fulfilled. __And it is thought provoking to be an ignorant. By Iyana H.
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Writing is like sorcery, that connects the writer’s consciousness to the exact words, if only the connection is in sync. Sometimes it appears like close doors to all directions. A writer wanders in fog, knocking all the closed doors, the yearning of not getting keys is irksome . Luckily, the doors don’t remain closed for…