Mental TravelerA Poem by SELFThere is a world outside of our conceived mental world outside of our conditioning outside of our fallacy. There is a world, a world within us beneath the mud of deception and the veil of vanity. There is a world of peace a world where rivers flow beneath with people so beautiful that when you look at them you might take them as scattered pearls.
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