If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things through narrow chinks of his cavern
- Wiliam Blake; The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
Life-long misers left their Summer Gold
behind a beguiling locked door
while starved metaphysical mules stared.
Hahahahaha……… LOL!!
Umm, do explain what’s funny. :-/
Transported through transcendence to touch those metaphysical mules.
It took time to trip out of that telepathic frequency and I could not write anything except lol-ing then. Had to come back now to realize what I did. Consider my confusing laugh as a complement. Sorry!
Kam
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