The rise and fall of a songline | Friends of Silence

Marv and Nancy Hiles

We will never "solve" life, crack its ultimate code, or frame it with consistency. It is forever enigmatic and resists control by words or concepts. What is left to us is the rise and fall of a songline and the vision of a Great White Rose.

~ from ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE by Marv and Nancy Hiles

All The Days Of My Life

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There is a pressing need for something to be made known, for the secrets of the heart to be made public, for the music of the soul to be played. For centuries lovers of God have held the secrets of Divine Love within their own hearts, shared only with a few. But this knowledge needs to be made public, the song of Love's oneness to be heard. If the music of Divine Love is not played in the marketplaces, life will lose its meaning, and the collective despair of the soul will be too terrible to imagine.

~ from THE SIGNS OF GOD by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee

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