Are we building towers of incense sticks with walls of 'high vibration', believing that peace is a dress of our new being while old wounds lurk in the shadows? ​ Are we seeking peace behind a mask, or are we running away into the 'sacred' while surrounded by the suffering of other beings? Is Peace a private courtroom for us, in which our own image of ego plays at gambling? Are we a project that is 'improving,' looking for an ever-larger hall for greater applause, or are we t

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Aweke! BE! Be what you feel! All pieces of old emotional experience Deep into the body of mental neurons, go out, Let them out… Moving...