
THE TRUTH
Once upon a time there was Truth …
Her realm was vast, inhabited by the observant people of goodness and forbearance. With verve and affection, their goddess bore their greatest gift that made their lives immortal:
"Love"
But the people's intellectual soul was misled by self-appointed powers who suspected the danger in the inexhaustible power of the newborn nature. The people turned away from love and their poisoned senses loosened their bond with the truth.
Soaked in pain of betrayal, The Truth withdrew to the place of revelation. Thus, on judgment day, the last contact with existence should shake the people's understanding in Truth with the bitter feeling of thirst for existence.
And she gave her people time to go on a long journey ... a journey on which their paths should cross again and again. It met its origins, its roots, its unmistakable language ... so familiar, gentle and dignified ...
A few even managed to find their way beyond their sentient soul into the realm of consciousness ... far beyond imagination, inspiration and intuition.
But the majority sank into the darkness of synthetic illusion, carried away by the echo of hollow voices, harassed by fleeting desire, weakened by self-deception, trapped in the dungeon of one's own thoughts ... this is the prison we are living in today …
... and yet the fight is not lost ...
... because the Truth is ...
... she is here and always will be …
"LOVE"
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habub
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mia lingvo
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nkhilutho
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et erat bellum
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alsamt
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judhuri
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tirtho
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tov shedim
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de konscio kaj iluzio
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comites
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maestro de mem trompo
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a libidine e morte
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hollow voices
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marnitho beth asire
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'atah higi'a
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im'
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samadhi
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