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If you seek yet have fear of what to find.The reason to seek will never fulfilled.The great mystics of the world seeked nothing in return nothing found them.In nothing they all lived and was able to give everything they had from nothing.Tell us master you have never been with a woman yet you speak of her in such details.How? well you see nothing revealed the true essense and pleasures of a woman to me.For you have been with a woman but you have yet to experience a woman.Nothing makes us cease to stumble but causes us to flow.As the sun sits still yet its reach is far extending as planets revolve they are yet to reach the sun.Such is the way of life. #13wisedome#
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The mystic I am .Born with the talent to transform all that I come in contact with to become the best version of themselves.

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