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Protestors? At a funeral?

Pursue your dream with passionate commitment to the divine purpose.

Pursuit of desires, divine passions.

Put off this sloth,' the master said, 'for shame! Sitting on feather-pillows, lying reclined Beneath the blanket is no way to fame - Fame, without which man's life wastes out of mind, Leaving on earth no more memorial Than foam in water or smoke upon the wind

Quand le doigt montre le ciel, l’imbécile regarde le doigt. [When a finger is pointing up to the sky, only a fool looks at the finger.]

Rather blessings, after counting my misfortunes, I realized how the more blessed I am.

Reach out and fulfill your divine passion.

Reading is only a pretext for our bodies to stick together, like a sculpture, fused in a way that when trying to separate one from other, or the work remains intact or is completely lost

Reality is inside your mind. Fate is inside your heart. Destiny is inside your soul.

Really," said Winifred suddenly; "it almost seems like Fate. Only that's so old-fashioned.

...[R]eason of itself, independent on all experience, ordains what ought to take place, that accordingly actions of which perhaps the world has hitherto never given an example, the feasibility even if which might be very much doubted by one who founds everything on experience, are nevertheless inflexibly commanded by reason; that, for example, even though there might never yet have been a sincere friend, yet not a whit the less is pure sincerity in friendship required of every man...

Refuse something, and so, that something won’t be your destiny! Accept something, and so, that something will be your destiny! Your life will mostly be determined by your refusals and by your acceptances!

RELIGION OR COUNTRY Our allegiance may determine the fate of others

Remember the Creator in the days of your youth.

Rich or poor it’s nice to have money

Rise and write the fate of humanity.

Risk is the factor of a stratagem measured by what man is powerless to control.

Roland of Gilead responded as he ever had and ever would when such useless, mystifying questions were raised: 'Ka.

Rule Fate Or Fate Will Rule You.

Sacredness and profanity and prayers and wishes: they're all held together by the broken limbs of this dead tree, raking the night sky with its blackened branches. We are so small, the two of us. The tree and sky are so large and grand. We could fail so easily, fall before we've begun to rise.

Run you own race of life with patient.

Sanki özgürmüşüz gibi yaşamak zorundayız. Yazgımızdan kaçamasak da onun karşısına dikilebilmeliyiz, alınyazımızı kendi irademizle yaşamalıyız. Yazgımızı sevmeliyiz

Second Cosmic Seal: (Seal of Karl 666) One who has received this Cosmic Seal is empowered to control not less than 160,000 spirits. Many great politicians, military commanders, etc. on earth are at this occult level of operations. This will be the occult level of Antichrist.

Say you could view a time-lapse film of our planet: what would you see? Transparent images moving through light, “an infinite storm of beauty.” The beginning is swaddled in mists, blasted by random blinding flashes. Lava pours and cools; seas boil and flood. Clouds materialize and shift; now you can see the earth’s face through only random patches of clarity. The land shudders and splits, like pack ice rent by a widening lead. Mountains burst up, jutting and dull and soften before your eyes, clothed in forests like felt. The ice rolls up, grinding green land under water forever; the ice rolls back. Forests erupt and disappear like fairy rings. The ice rolls up-mountains are mowed into lakes, land rises wet from the sea like a surfacing whale- the ice rolls back. A blue-green streaks the highest ridges, a yellow-green spreads from the south like a wave up a strand. A red dye seems to leak from the north down the ridges and into the valleys, seeping south; a white follows the red, then yellow-green washes north, then red spreads again, then white, over and over, making patterns of color too swift and intricate to follow. Slow the film. You see dust storms, locusts, floods, in dizzying flash frames. Zero in on a well-watered shore and see smoke from fires drifting. Stone cities rise, spread, and then crumble, like patches of alpine blossoms that flourish for a day an inch above the permafrost, that iced earth no root can suck, and wither in a hour. New cities appear, and rivers sift silt onto their rooftops; more cities emerge and spread in lobes like lichen on rock. The great human figures of history, those intricate, spirited tissues that roamed the earth’s surface, are a wavering blur whose split second in the light was too brief an exposure to yield any images. The great herds of caribou pour into the valleys and trickle back, and pour, a brown fluid. Slow it down more, come closer still. A dot appears, like a flesh-flake. It swells like a balloon; it moves, circles, slows, and vanishes. This is your life.

Seals: The Five Cosmic Seals are five occult Level 333, 666, 999, 1330 and 003 operating 400,000 minuet mystical degrees.

Secret glances are shared by those on the "inside" or esoteric "inner circle", who have literally gone into many lower frequencies simultaneously. This is the "secret glance" of love, which allows the higher to operate in the lower; to "save" those worlds in order to correct the impending takeover of the "Devil and his demons", a metaphor for light and dark "battles" raging today.

Seekers of wisdom, seekers of life.

Seeing him again had been a gut punch.

Seek and fulfil your divine purpose.

Seek God every morning. Trust God every moment.

Seest thou not those who change Allah's favor for disbelief and make their people to alight in the abode of perdition-

Seek the Lord while you must.

Segala hal yang dikatakan Komandan mengenai Orde adalah kebenaran yang tidak dilebih-lebihkan. Orde memang bersinonim dengan kebaikan. Orde menghargai kemajuan. Orde mencintai kehidupan. Orde bahkan mengajarkan pertobatan. Semua yang dijabarkan di dalam Kitab pada dasarnya akan berakhir pada kebahagiaan, pun setelah kematian. Akan tetapi Orde dan Kitab adalah takdir. Yang tidak dapat dibantah dan harus diterima semua orang dengan pasrah. Sama seperti penglihatanku, Orde tidak memberikan pilihan.

Self-denial is spiritual.

Self-discovery is the greatest asset.

Self education is holy mission.

Self-concern: I have always considered my future and my fate none of my business.

Set as higher dimensional beings walking the earth today, who must INcarnate (there is no REincarnation if there is no time. Exception: descending spirals which crystallize in lower frequencies) to live in the various dream worlds (this one included) with the final "kick"/baptism by water, pulling up ALL the densities/dimensions through LOVE.

She felt damned. As though she were marching to her death. She felt like had been sentenced. And yet she felt eerily free.

She asked Billy Pilgrim what he was supposed to be, Billy said he didn't know.

She'd thought there was no greater connection than destiny decreeing them joined. But there was - the choice they'd made to love each other.

She feared that fate was fixed, but she hoped--God, she hoped--that it was not too late for life to surprise her. She hoped it was not too late for her to surprise herself.

Shadow is the blue patch where the light doesn’t hit. It is mystery itself, and mystery is the ancients’ ultima Thule, the modern explorer’s Point of Relative Inaccessibility, that boreal point most distant from all known lands. There the twin oceans of beauty and horror meet. The great glaciers are calving. Ice that sifted to earth as snow in the time of Christ shears from the pack with a roar and crumbles to water. It could be that our instruments have not looked deeply enough. The RNA deep in the mantis’s jaw is a beautiful ribbon. Did the crawling Polyphemus moth have in its watery heart one cell, and in that cell one special molecule, and that molecule one hydrogen atom, and round that atom’s nucleus one wild, distant electron that split showed a forest, swaying?

she doesn’t have a fate. A fate. You know what it’s like to have a fate; you also know what it’s like to escape one. . . . As for loving America or not loving America, those aren’t your problems, either. Your word for love is survival. Everything else is a story that isn’t about you.

She had never believed in fate. She still did not. It would be nonsense of freedom of will and choice, and it was through such freedom that we worked our way through life and learned what we needed to learn. But sometimes, it seemed to her, there was something, some sign, to nudge one along in a certain direction. What one chose to do with that nudge was up to that person.

She had the hard, half-apathetic expression of one who deems anything possible at the hands of time and chance, except perhaps fair play

She had the best kind of courage, or maybe the worst kind, the kind that gets you into trouble.

She'll tell herself that what she really wanted was not to live forever, but to stop worrying. 'What if I change?' she asked the fortune teller, all those years ago, sure that knowledge could save her from bad luck and tragedy. 'Most people don't,' the woman said.

She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written.

She loved him, and she was going to do everything she could to get him back. She hadn’t come this far just to walk away. He was the love of her life, dammit. The man she wanted to marry. The world had reversed its orbit to bring them back together, for Pete’s sake, and she wasn’t going down without a fight. Fate could only do so much; the rest was up to her.