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Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.
~ James Allen ~
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This is one of the openly revealed accounts created by Kalki (talk · contributions) ~ Taliesin 10:52, 12 November 2009 (UTC)

seeming's enough for slaves of space and time
— ours is the now and here of freedom.
a million thousand hundred nothings seem
— we are himself's own self;his very him
The whole truth…
sings only — and all lovers are the song

E. E. Cummings

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