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Prodigal
Contributed by
northernlights
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Saturday, 12th May 2012 @ 10:58:32 AM in AEST
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Unconditional Love seeks neither the past nor the future but lives
In fullness in the present, where forgiveness bends the knee humbling
the hardest of hearts,opening eyes to acceptance,hearts to love,and
ever embracing arms to fulfil purity in the moment.
Ever watchful, patiently waiting,dissolving anger and resentment in cups
of humility before children are shown the difficult path to enlightenment
and freedom sings from the unburdened hearts of those who leave
judgement and jealousy at the door of choice and as Angels begin
their journey home enlightened souls jump with the joy of greeting,words
are needed no more, only the comfort of divinity and the inward flame of
peace.
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Re: Prodigal
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 12th May 2012 @ 08:10:56 PM AEST
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I have sometimes pondered the adjective unconditional in front of the word love and thought...hmmmm...true love is unconditional. Then I think true isn't even needed because if it's really love, then it is true and it is unconditional.
Okay, now that I'n done with that.
I'll admit there are times I fear death but if I could live in the world of your words, I would not. :)
Love this. *sigh* :)
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Re: Prodigal
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 13th May 2012 @ 12:09:03 AM AEST
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northernlights, awe man, this reminds me of my own family, the one I grew up in. Acceptance, then, and to leave and return. To boast stupidly and to ridicule, and then to be afraid nobody will accept you for who you are.
you spell it out well... you could read it as a young adult and kind of understand, and then later again, you might remember if you're lucky, to understand again what it means. What was it, Rosebud, the sled that was kept in storage, in the movie, Citizen Kane?
Even when that movie was first made, even back then, in a simpler time, people certainly understood... They did ever far back in history as well.
Thanks!
And Peace! |
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Re: Prodigal
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by spud on
Tuesday, 15th May 2012 @ 01:35:10 PM AEST
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| Hi Anna, Philisophy ...... the study of knowledge, reality, and existence. A well scripted piece of philisophy reminding us that Love plays a major role in all three of the above. Tommy |
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