Does the silver fish ride the currents, or does the flap of his palpitations stir the waves into motion?
Do the tallest of trees command the passing clouds to expire their beverage upon them particularly?
Do we, in humility, truly know our own place in this world - or with a child's mind, do we forge a fantasy, which inevitably will disappoint?
The route to knowing one's place, sane, and sure footed is one of humility, and the grasp of humility is secured by finding the Godhead within the souls around us.
We need not revile ourselves, or even that of our own mistakes – but profit moreover, from a steady observance, hope, and imagining of the glorious, spiritual infilling of our brothers, and a joyful respect for the mysterious and grandiose kingdoms that support our beings.
In this, we come to the comfort of truly knowing that of our own place … and it is simply wonderful.
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