In a garden of Mind, an angry thought is a weapon.
It cuts through the ideas of life, love, beauty, joy...
It demolishes the mind resident in the garden.
To heal, mind must close itself to hide from the pain.
It no longer sees Mind and no longer dwells in the garden of Thought and Ideas.
It is blind, deaf and dumb. It thinks itself alone.
Only the body remains and mind believes the body's sights and senses.
Mind will heal and see once more. It will see the reflection of Mind.
Through the chaos of this experience, it will learn to control Anger and Fear.
It will learn that love is what is real. All that is not love is false.
Living in a reflection, mind has wrestled with Mind and become afraid.
Even Light, Love and Truth can be frightening.
The little mind fears its own shadow when it stands in the Light.
Trembling, it taunts that which it no longer sees with its closed vision.
The Mind is a garden of Thoughts and Ideas, which sustains the little minds of men.
Far vaster than the visible universe, Mind is everywhere and everything is in it. Only the blind cannot see it.
You are it.
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