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<<< Reaching the Psyche >>>

I yell at you, you who is myself, so you will feel my hurt is great. You must know that only you can take that hurt away. And when we fall we do it together. For you control our destiny in the centre of our mind. A mind of collective ideas, created from our control. The control of choice, we make to shape our path. And this choice is created from the experience of our imagination.

So imagine a most beautiful place, so we experience the beauty in this life. For we have seen enough pain and felt enough hurt to know, that this way of being is not right. And if you listen to me, I will let you know our boundaries. So let us dance to the further most reaches of our Psyche, to see what is possible. Find the gifts we posses and how to use them. Believe in me, for I am your self.

Psychick © 1999

 

 
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