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| Words of Wild Imaginings © contain original thoughts to contemplate upon. |
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| Mystic Messages © offers insight into our deepest thoughts. |
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You can never relive the moment, so treasure it, for it will soon be gone. |
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The angels gathered at the dawn of time, to see the sunrise and listen to the first sounds, and so they will again gather for the moment when time is no more.
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We must use wisely every moment we have, treasuring each second as the most valuable assest we will ever receive. Time has been given to us as a sacred covenant - that if wasted will haunt us throughout eternity in the form of regrets.
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The fleeting moment, that is the essence of a second,
Combined with others to form a wisp of time called a minute,
Gradually evolving into the hours that make the days,
That with the accumulated heart beats become weeks,
Giving way gradually to months, that become years,
That in conclusion become your dance with time,
That finished in the blinking of an eye.
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Slowly, sometime unknowingly, our life slips away with each beat of our heart; then finally our existance is lost in history, only living on in memoires. Our dance with time is one that we can use well if we so choose, but we can never control its onward march to eternity.
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Time is but unto itself an illusion made of dust,
With each second it blows away,
Until all that is left are the memories.
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Savour the moment,
For it will soon be gone,
Leaving fond memories,
Or regrets and emptiness,
Which it wil be is your choice alone.
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Time goes by at such a rapid pace, that with the numerous demands of the day, there is hardly time to breath. Yet without savouring the moment your reason for being will be negated and the experience diminished.
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Beyond your wildest dreams, lies the door to your potential reality. Create your ultimate reality with strength of focus and desire, that through your imagination, your expectations can be manifested in reality.
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Love the moment for its simplicity,
It may give or take nothing from you,
But, for a blinking of an eye,
It will have changed so many things forever.
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It is within the confines of our own mind that our present and future is formed.
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