THERE BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD
Even the homeless guy pissing himself in the street is of noble birth and outrageous inheritance.
When you look into his blood-shot eyes you see Godly things and potential beyond comprehension, even if he himself has forgotten.
To see anything less in him is sheer certifiable insanity.You are only ever seeing facets of your original Face, friend.
Ever since you were a child, you always knew that the separate 'I' was the greatest illusion of all.
- Jeff Foster —
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