Truth is within ourselves; it takes no rise
From outward things, whate're you may believe.
There is an inmost center in us all,
Where truth abides in fullness; and around,
Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in,
This perfect, clear perception – which is truth.
A battling and perverting carnal mesh
Binds it, and makes all error:
and, to KNOW, Rather consists in opening out a way
Whence the imprisoned splendor may escape,
Than in effecting an entry for a light
Supposed to be without…
'Tis time
New hopes should animate the world,
New light
Should dawn from new revealings…
From "Paracelsus"
Robert Browning
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I do not fully comprehend this yet... but it leaves me wanting more... i am glad you liked it
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