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 | When we are concerned with our own desires, our longings, or needs, the unfilled void, we can't see anything else. We are trapped by our own focus. | |
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| I heard that | |
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| If somehow, even for a moment, we could switch to the larger scope, the much larger picture, the little tiny crap that's eating us up would become almost nothing. | |
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| Tell it brother | |
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| It's how great works of art take us away from the mundane. It's how a magnificent sunset, or wondrous waterfall, or even the appeaance of a bright Cardinal, takes us out of our little word. | |
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| I feel something deep inside me, saying "What? What was that?" like hope trying to come back to life | |
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