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A Joker on #BatmanDay from the old vault, a short story, long time ago...
Earth to water, offering back the innate light, to the great Mother Earth, To to Be Kind & hold this great life atop ones back with elegance, is to be the mushska to Ganesha.
A crimson river runs underneath our being, eternally uniting us. For thus, intended Life, in a transient world, divided over the colors of our skin, this is our human truth.
When the mind realizes that the darkness is but the seed from which the tree of light sprouts, beholding eternity in each of its leaves, then it transforms, the logical into the experiential, intelligence into love, there no division, only oneness, like a benevolent tree.
A river in the sky was invoked, to heal the scorched Earth.
Story : https://t.co/pE2Kgx7FhV
Once a man crossed an ocean for his love, for she was the spirit of Earth...
“The Great Crossing” Full Story : https://t.co/kbeyl6z2Wa
Neither the ends, nor the beginnings, it seeks only the journey, the spirit is the eternal traveller.