Closing your eyes, is not prayer. Folding your hands, is not prayer. Moving your mind, is not prayer. Quieting the heart, is not prayer. Stilling the soul, is not prayer. Stretching the body, is not prayer. Building the chapel, is not prayer. Singing the psalms, is not prayer. Preaching the proverbs, is not prayer. Studying the stars, is not prayer. Tending the garden, is not prayer. Eating the sacrament, is not prayer. Worrying with beads, is not prayer. Crafting the new, is not prayer. Preserving the old, is not prayer. Feeding the poor, is not prayer. Galloping in luxury, is not prayer. Laughing with friends, is not prayer. Dining with strangers, is not prayer. Withdrawing in silence, is not prayer. Fighting injustice, is not prayer. Living together, is not prayer. Dying alone, is not prayer. Negating the known 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟
It is what it is, and what will be will be, so do what you know to do, and say what you need to say, be who you need to be, and trade what you know to trade
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