"Thou didst sow the seed of deceit, thou didst indulge in derision, Thou didst regard God as nothing: see now, O miscrean..."
"The mind’s ear becomes the sensorium of inspiration, For what is this Divine voice but the inward voice? The spirit’..."
"As the arrow speeds from the bow, like the bird of your imagination Know that the Absolute will certainly flee from the ..."
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