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Darkness & Light: The Philosophical Path of an Eclectic Pagan

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There is no telling exactly how life will unfold as it will. My journey seems as if it has just begun, but I understand that my journey has already taken many of years for it to unfold as it has to this point.
  	This is only a start to a new path for me to travel. It does not render all previous paths useless, but rather, it only closes the book on one in order to open and unveil a new one in return. It is yet a continuation of a previous story, but the beginning and end of a story in of itself. It only yields itself to the true nature of the story, which is the waving in and out of all stories intertwined with each other with each passing moment. I shall reveal the stories that are hidden and guide the reader to understand the intricate stories revealed in my lifetime, at least one in particular that I find particularly intriguing. It is a story that I have searched for all of my life, and it is a story that is only beginning to take shape.
  	I leave this note in peace.
  
  	- JonAll Rights Reserved

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