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    Seeds of Unfolding

    Inner Work

    By Robert Magrusso

     

     

    INNER WORK

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    One

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    Of seven billion

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    I am.

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    One

    Of seven billion

    I am.

     

    Nameless,

    Universal, Prototypic Human

    Struggling with

    Culture – conditioned, personality – identified

    Separateness,

    To be born anew

     

    To see

    Right – perspective,

    Proper – scale:

    My sacred nothingness

    as one

    of seven sacred billion.

     

    To interiorize this

    As the Antidote

    To the Poison of the Conditioned

    self – believing,

    self – centered,

    success – oriented,

    twentieth century, control – oriented,

    Persona of

    Who I thought I was.

     

    The human soul

    Is

    One Soul:

    All in me,

    Me in all.

     

    Tiny,

    Infinitesimal, transient me

    Obscure birth,

    Obscure death:

    Obscure life,

     

    The seed of New – Prototypic Human

    Has been sown.

    The direction is clear:

     

    The work must be done now.

    To live as

    One of seven billion,

    Not as a bee in a hive, but

     

    Expanding,

    The best in me,

    Wanting nothing personally: if only that is to

    Learn

    Again, and again

     

    What

    That means.

     

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    3-1 Poem Inner Work

    3-2 Poem Trabajo Interior

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