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Sacred Reciprocity

Equal energy exchange forgoing the lack of instability creates deities amongst loyalties that cannot be defined in causality. 

Growths of fortunes foretold realize grants to the ones who have shared the most. 

But isn’t reciprocity the act of lovingly and thoughtfully subtracting the whacky nature of demonic inspired seismic activity among thoughtful interpretations of a nature that demands balance?

Or what are we to decide and abide the truths that lie inside the buried wealth within us all? What is taken and what is given and who can truly know the difference?

How can the temptation of the world be so brutally balanced that we try to help ourselves unnecessarily. And the mountains of gratitude cannot and will not be a part of the temptuous succession that we have claimed as reality. But isn’t that malleable? Isn’t it all circumstantial and aren’t we all made in the creative image of the one true creator that is the energy that surrounds us all and cannot be defined as the man above for that is to simplify a precious mind into the wrong equation of forgotten time that we feel must reside as time and torture our minds for what? Tradition? 

The only reality that defines the sacred reciprocity of the mind’s eyes is the idea you subscribe. 

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