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 The Intrinsic Guide
Astrologers, pathologists and seekers of time,
mystical mesmer's without any rhyme.
Hopeful theologists and ministers of nay,
living by a book all play by play.

Have you not worth? Have you not power?
Have you not fears you wish to devour?
How do you find what you already possess?
is it just simpler to be like the rest?

Walk your own walk make your own way,
don't be afraid to say what you say.
If another chooses not to hear,
is it out of disgust or simply of fear.

Master your own life master your time,
find strength within you of intrinsic design.
All is within you there's nothing without,
unless you choose to be guided by doubt!

TPT
12/28/06
Stan



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