The purity of the connexion belongs to neither of you.
You must stand away from the weight of your conditioning.
Something is in control other than your desires.
A panoply of sensitivities.
The colour of your character.
A pellucid veracity makes you reliable.
A saint brings blessings without design.
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The dead weight of our conditioning really feels like some huge barren planet
we pointlessly orbit. The work is the way to reach escape velocity, as well as being the impetus and the course to set.
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