Reflections on the Power of Thought
January 27th, 2005 | Posted by 
kingarthur | Category: Self Discovery, Words
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by Ryan Mendenhall
Almost childlike I instinctively reach for a book.
I take it and the thought of possessing it sooooths me…
“MINE!”
comes the voice of that energy.
I want, I need and soon I have
a bright, shinny book, with only mild thought of price.
They contain answers.
They are my medicine.
In them I find respite and in them I can stop the pain of personal experience.
I know this and just the thought, not even the reading of it, calms me when I hunger.
On my shelf now.
Mine.
The book is my medicine.
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