Lying under the day sky, delaying pathway progress, the obsequious mindset has turned its attention toward providing for the self, the only entity guaranteed to relay gratitude. Any tincture of doubt regarding the choice made is carried away by warmths from both the outside and inside. While the worldly soul may find comfort in Pantagruelism as a cathartic salve for healing Weltschmerz, the natural passed is the prize of each day’s pintadine when it is instead embraced for its ability to bring balance and peace to unsettled minds–even as soft-spoken–even as dimly lit. For it in the quiet that the wisest voice is heard: the inner one.

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