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The child inside me lives always, dormant to my perceived world yet continuously singing, playing and laughing within.
We are all children to the Universe.
The Universe is the Mother, Free Will the Father.
Universe is all encompassing; vast and glorious, beautiful beyond comparison.
Free Will is the ultimate source of experience, knowledge and wisdom.
Each knows what is best for me before I do. Each can teach me all that can ever be known. Each is responsible for raising every child.
The child inside me feels this with every fiber of its being, yet awareness of this fact is suppressed by my perceived world.
I must not let the perceived world suppress the vastness of my potential for one iota of my existence.
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