25.8.2023
In all the twisted gymnastics of the mind Little truth we can with assurance find For it has the capacity to deceive And by its subtlety make others believe The falseness of its specious arguments. It seems to stun the power of the sense And causes disbelief to see it as real And from the spirit's cache it seems to steal The balance it once held in ages past, In fact some would its falsehood wish to last. We must find discrimination in our soul's Deep source of unity with the Divine Referring always to the Psychic Being's goals, Immutable, Eternal is the sign.
Poems Undated (1727)
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