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A Mystical, Mysterious Journey Will my soul never cease to be moved to its very depths, its farthest reaches, when I encounter you on my journey? Will I never cease to feel as if I meet my cosmic twin, traveling parallel yet separate paths? And each time it stirs a faint yet very distant memory of another time, another place that I do dream about. It is mystical and mysterious, do you know that of which I speak? Ah, my soul reaches back to ancient, heavenly times. I catch a glimpse, for a moment. . .for a while. . . and then it is gone, fleeting and floating like the mist. Something that saints and mystics attempt to describe and yet cannot fully explain. It reaches beyond time and space into the depths of the universe. It is mystical and mysterious, do you know that of which I speak? I have existed with you forever it feels. My mind strains to remember after these encounters. Like a person with amnesia, small pieces of memories appear. Beyond religious lines, it goes back to the Creator of the cosmos, that which is beyond words and meaning, that which is ethereal, yet so tangible. It is mystical and mysterious, do you know that of which I speak? |
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