T͡h͡e͡ G͡r͡e͡a͡t͡e͡r͡ G͡o͡o͡d͡

 

   

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" ... if; even identical quadruplets do not have similar taste,

nor share unerringly; thoughts, mindset or opinions on most other general stuff;

how would it then ever be doable or likely, the zazagabozillion denizens of this Race

[homo sapien] 

be unified as one entity;

  for the greater good?.."

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soliloquy to: 

lau Chorkong:

circa:00o0

𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞🌈™

 

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 ..under the guise of acting

for the greater good;

 foul, short-sighted leaders 

are ever willing & ready

to

squander everyone's 

good, bad & whatever;

for a few pairs of socks

 

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Solely to;

Fute de bill;

circa:0o00

ΉӨЩ GЯΣΛƬ ƬΉӨЦ ΛЯƬ

 

 

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 ..let not the hordes

 of misdirected demons tell anyone 

how BIG Satan is;

rather: by every deed & utterance,

show these miscreants

how GREAT God is.

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JiaPar:

seoEng:

circa:00o0

Fallen yet 𝔸𝔻𝔸𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕥

 

 

... of all academicians, history students,

would note the combined traits of 

excessive pride

&

unbridled selfishness,

inherent in flawed leaders of Man,

unfailingly, tragically, bloodily,

would

lead history to repeating itself:

often for a brief glow of egoistic self GФЯУ glory..

 

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Karki:

See:

circa:00o0

𝙼𝚘𝙷 ° 𝙶𝚗𝚊𝙽 ° 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝙸

*Not because He is invisible.*
*Not because He has no form (as we understand form to be)*
*Not because He is unapproachably Pure & Spotless*
*Not because His time is not yet*
*Not because it would destroy us physically* 
 

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 It possibly could be because we are looking for the Needle IN a haystack... 

when the Needle IS the haystack.  

 

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HE is already here, with us, in us.

 

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Perhaps the oft repeated perception of Him being everywhere, gains clarity & relevance.

 

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KEN knot C----

 

... a one-eyed man in the Kingdom of the Blind

is King

 

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also most HATED too ..

KEN KNOT:

C:

CIRCA:00O0

𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕤 ℍ𝔼 ..

 

 
how the showery rain long to bless the dry parched Earth

how the silent morn long to be broked by the cockeral's Crow 

how the harvest Moon long to illuminate the gloomy Twilight .
how the morning Sun long to brighten the snoozey Dawn

how the sleepy worm longs to be breakfast'd by the early Bird

how the Father long to hear foot falls of long lost Sons

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how God long for the return of the prodigal Man,
so much; that the new contract was signed in blood;

that Man's re-entry permit  be re-validated..

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there i:

told U:

circa:00o0