Look at your heart. Hold it in the palm of your hand. It is spirit. It is true, honest righteousness. Look at it! That is everything you've ever felt that is right. It is good. Follow it wherever it leads you. It was meant to be followed. Hold it precious; examine it. You would die for it, I know you would. It is life. It is existance. It is forever and ever, and it is good. Nowhere it leads you could feel guilty. How can it be so bright, so light? How can bad, horrible things possibly be so horrible, when there is this much hope? Look at it. It is love, and is is great.

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