Y..... Knowing Ourselves

A Aufie Zophy
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Whenever I think I know myself Something happens that makes me doubt I do know a bit about myself I set out my own principles Principles I love, I want to live by But then so often I fail Why do I fail? Which part of us fails? Which part of us sets the principles? I think I can experience my soul, Am I my soul? Is my soul owning my mind, my heart, my body? Why does my soul not take charge all the time? My heart and mind seem to have to search To search so intensely for my soul to put my big ego aside Is my ego competing with my soul? It seems to be never quiet Why my soul does not compete harder? And then my thoughts, flying coming in, going out I have written them down. If I read my thoughts from the past I feel I get to know myself a bit better 'cause thoughts come from the mind They come from the soul, from the heart And yes, also from the ego.

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