Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Everything will be love. Everything has been love.

I could forgive. I could be forgiven. I could forgive.
"Perhaps that was the whole of it after all. Perhaps being forgiven was just forgiving and no one had ever told me. There was nothing else needful just to forgive. Forgiving equals being forgiven. The secret of the universe, do not, whatever you do forget it. The past was folded up and in the twinkle of an eye everything had been changed and made beautiful and good."

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