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Like Spartacus, it is the ability to transcend the amygdala that drives slave rebellions. Seeing through the illusion of death, rising above the individual self to serve an eternal vision connects us immediately to Source.All Rights Reserved

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Jumping at Shadows
Mon, Apr 25, 2022

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Jumping at Shadows
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PROLOGUE: Our lives are so convulated that we want something adventurous in life of our's. But, actually because of these convulated problems our life is adventurous somehow. That's called a real adventure, not like in movies or dramas that we see. Those are all fictional ones and who don't like fiction everyone craves for it. The dreams we see daily in our sleep is what? it's all fiction nothing else, our desires that remain unfulfilled in our day time. Everything that we expect from our future is just useless , one should matter for present where actual adventure takes place. Now only, if not now, then never. Nevertheless, we all are interested in making future great or adventurous at every cost. Today's world is full of people like this at maximum, causing something wrong to others atleast or say atlast?

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Just remember, you can do anything you set your mind to, but it takes action, perseverance, and facing your fears.

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PROLOGUE: Our lives are so convulated that we want something adventurous in life of our's. But, actually because of these convulated problems our life is adventurous somehow. That's called a real adventure, not like in movies or dramas that we see. Those are all fictional ones and who don't like fiction everyone craves for it. The dreams we see daily in our sleep is what? it's all fiction nothing else, our desires that remain unfulfilled in our day time. Everything that we expect from our future is just useless , one should matter for present where actual adventure takes place. Now only, if not now, then never. Nevertheless, we all are interested in making future great or adventurous at every cost. Today's world is full of people like this at maximum, causing something wrong to others atleast or say atlast?

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