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When my busy mind like the monkey is scatter mind , the restless thoughts, the busy fantasies, some dramatic, painful, dreams, nightmares, ghostly anxieties, painful recoils, somehow there is a deep almost an alarm that gently and at odd times says in feelings which feel like words. Hey! wake up !! this is not me, this is not me.
This 'me' that seems to lay at the back of my mind or deep in the recesses of the unconscious, the mythical sleeping princess that is beautiful and calm entices the ego fantasies and businesses and beckons her wish to be wakened and the kiss of the prince of conscious awareness does this.
Then the calm and grace flows from the spring of eternal Life.
SHACK
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