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Category: My Diary

My Star 5

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My Star

Divine One, divine Star of the Inner highest worlds, I see you, and you see me. My Star, how can I describe your beauty? All I know is that you are looking at me and...

I Miss You 7

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I Miss You

  I Miss You. My divine One where have you gone? I miss you terribly, I miss you deeply. My heart is lost without you. I do not know how to live without you! My...

Thank You! 8

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Thank You!

My divine living God, my God who are in secret, how do I thank you for the fact that you acknowledge I so wholeheartedly with such of divine blessings. I am crying my divine One, I...

I Will Not Tell Anyone 0

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I Will Not Tell Anyone

    I Will Not Tell Anyone   Mother, what were you doing last night? And thank you so much for visiting me, For teaching me something every time I Have the honor of...

Divine Surprise 6

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Divine Surprise

The burning ecstasy within my heart woke me up. I could not contain myself, or should I say, that what is happening to me is too much for my physical body to handle. So...

Life 6

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Life

We came to earth, this sphere, or little blue planet for having physical experiences, or should we say going to school or universities if you will. Creator gave us the gift for experiencing itself...

For Krishna 4

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For Krishna

  I have no words to describe the sweetness of your kiss. Thou are my Love. I feel you every where I am. Thou are my Breath. Oh divine of mine, every beat of my heart...

The Bird 11

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The Bird

  Today is a mystic day. One of those days that staying at home drinking lots of hot herbal tea and reading a good book is just the right thing to do. However, I...

Do not Leave me 15

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Do not Leave me

I am sorry if I wonder within this chaotic world, but it is hard out here as you may already know. Father, I am trying but the challenges just keep coming over me. Where...

As I Look Behind 12

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As I Look Behind

As I am standing in front of a very low, white wooden gate entrance on a narrow road, the thought that the gate look as if it was build for children, crossed my mind....