JACKIE JEFFERSON
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The god of gods divides his
The god of gods divides his heart into a little piece, making it fragrant as wildflowers, soft as moonlight, and fresh as the breeze. Pour it a cup of joy, and say: "Drink, and forget all the past!" Pour it a cup of trouble, and say, "Drink, and taste the joy of life!" Give it the wisdom from heaven to set the path of justice. Give it insight into all mysteries. Give it the feeling of companionship with the ideal revealed only in dreams. To dress it in the golden garment of passion woven by the angels with rainbows and clouds. Cast a shadow of doubt over it -- the ghost of light. Give it fire from the furnaces of hatred, wind from the harsh deserts, sand from the shores of egoism, dust gathered from the feet of eternity. Give it blind power, let it roar in hysteria, worship in mania; Give it life -- the phantom of death. The God of Gods had at last connected his heart to mankind, and with an all-embracing feeling of love he smiled, and his face was stained with tears.The god of gods divides his heart into a little piece, making it fragrant as wildflowers, soft as moonlight, and fresh as the breeze. Pour it a cup of joy, and say: "Drink, and forget all the past!" Pour it a cup of trouble, and say, "Drink, and taste the joy of life!" Give it the wisdom from heaven to set the path of justice. Give it insight into all mysteries. Give it the feeling of companionship with the ideal revealed only in dreams. To dress it in the golden garment of passion woven by the angels with rainbows and clouds. Cast a shadow of doubt over it -- the ghost of light. Give it fire from the furnaces of hatred, wind from the harsh deserts, sand from the shores of egoism, dust gathered from the feet of eternity. Give it blind power, let it roar in hysteria, worship in mania; Give it life -- the phantom of death. The God of Gods had at last connected his heart to mankind, and with an all-embracing feeling of love he smiled, and his face was stained with tears.The god of gods divides his heart into a little piece, making it fragrant as wildflowers, soft as moonlight, and fresh as the breeze. Pour it a cup of joy, and say: "Drink, and forget all the past!" Pour it a cup of trouble, and say, "Drink, and taste the joy of life!" Give it the wisdom from heaven to set the path of justice. Give it insight into all mysteries. Give it the feeling of companionship with the ideal revealed only in dreams. To dress it in the golden garment of passion woven by the angels with rainbows and clouds. Cast a shadow of doubt over it -- the ghost of light. Give it fire from the furnaces of hatred, wind from the harsh deserts, sand from the shores of egoism, dust gathered from the feet of eternity. Give it blind power, let it roar in hysteria, worship in mania; Give it life -- the phantom of death. The God of Gods had at last connected his heart to mankind, and with an all-embracing feeling of love he smiled, and his face was stained with tears.The god of gods divides his heart into a little piece, making it fragrant as wildflowers, soft as moonlight, and fresh as the breeze. Pour it a cup of joy, and say: "Drink, and forget all the past!" Pour it a cup of trouble, and say, "Drink, and taste the joy of life!" Give it the wisdom from heaven to set the path of justice. Give it insight into all mysteries. Give it the feeling of companionship with the ideal revealed only in dreams. To dress it in the golden garment of passion woven by the angels with rainbows and clouds. Cast a shadow of doubt over it -- the ghost of light. Give it fire from the furnaces of hatred, wind from the harsh deserts, sand from the shores of egoism, dust gathered from the feet of eternity. Give it blind power, let it roar in hysteria, worship in mania; Give it life -- the phantom of death. The God of Gods had at last connected his heart to mankind, and with an all-embracing feeling of love he smiled, and his face was stained with tears.
By JACKIE JEFFERSONabout a year ago in Motivation