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soulgrown · 2 months ago
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soulgrown · 3 months ago
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“He said to him, ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.’
This is the greatest and most important command. The second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’”
‭‭Matthew‬ ‭22‬:‭39‬ ‭ ‭
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soulgrown · 3 months ago
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✝️♾️🙏🏼
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soulgrown · 3 months ago
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LORD,please, silence my thoughts so that I can hear Yours.
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soulgrown · 8 months ago
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soulgrown · 8 months ago
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(Venamos XD)
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soulgrown · 8 months ago
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soulgrown · 10 months ago
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soulgrown · 10 months ago
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gorgeous...
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soulgrown · 10 months ago
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“We are all One Consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as Death, Life is only a Dream, and we are the Imagination of Ourselves.” - Bill Hicks
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soulgrown · 11 months ago
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soulgrown · 11 months ago
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بتطلع عالبيوت من بعيد … بتشوف فيها غرف مضوّاية، بتحس إنو جواتا في عيل مبسوطة، دفيانة، مجمّعة، بتتوسّطُن دفاية وشوية كستنا.. في جَمعة وضحك وسهر وقلوب دفيانة… يمكن دايماً منفترض الأشيا اللي منحبّا.. يمكن يكون جوّا الحيطان في مرا عم تبكي، تنين عم يتخانوا وصوتُن واصل عالشارع، في زلمة مش مرتاح لأن مش قادر يأمن احتياجات عيلتو … يمكن في ناس مريضة عم تعدّ الوقت، في إم عم تنيم ابنا بلا عشا، في ولد ��م يبكي بدو حليب ودوا، وفي عيلة موجودة بس مفرّقة كتير … هالإيام في بيوت فيها قهر كتير ولو هالحيطان إلها تمّ كانت بتسبّ الفقر وبتلعن الصّمت.. 
You look at the houses from afar... You see lighted rooms in them, you feel that there are happy, warm, gathered families inside, with a heater and some chestnuts in the middle... There are gatherings, laughter, vigils, and warm hearts... Maybe we always suppose things to be as we love... Maybe inside the walls a woman is crying, there are two fighting and their voices reach the street. There is a man who is not comfortable because he is not able to secure the needs of his family... Maybe there are sick people who are counting the time, there is a mother who is making her son sleep without dinner, there is a child who is crying that needs milk and medicine, and there is a family that exists, but it is very separated... These days, there are homes where there is a lot of oppression, and if these walls had mouths they would curse "poverty" and damn " silence.."
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soulgrown · 11 months ago
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soulgrown · 11 months ago
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soulgrown · 11 months ago
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الكثيرين يحضنون أحزانهم، خيباتهم وذكرياتهم ويهربون بالنوم. وآخرين يناجون القمر والنجوم، ويبقون يحنون لأيام وأشخاص لن يعودوا..... فيرح�� الليل، وهو يحتضن دموعهم وآهاتهم، ليأتي نهار جديد، بشمسه المشرقة لتبث بأرواحهم أمل.
احلام سعيدة 
Many people embrace their sorrows, disappointments, and memories and escape by sleeping. Others commune with the moon and the stars, and remain longing for days and people who will never return… Then the night departs, embracing their tears and sighs, and a new day comes, with its bright sun spreading hope in their souls.
Sweet dreams
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soulgrown · 11 months ago
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After some time you learn the difference, The subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning, And company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts, And presents aren’t promises. And you begin to accept your defeats, With your head up and your eyes ahead, With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today, Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. You learn that time isn’t something you can turn back, Therefore you must plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure. You really are strong . And you can go so much farther than you thought you could go. And that life really has a value. And you have value within the life. ~ Veronica A Shoffstall, extract from ‘After a While You Learn’
Artwork by: Marcel van Luit
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