"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
The ache in my heart from such beauty is unbearable. Why is there such a divine hold within a piece and I'm a meek soul trying to intake it all in? Just why?
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