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Each and all of us play the game of [[supremacy]] in every encounter with our fellows. The field is endless and the rules are simple, no one wins alone; the prize awaits the [[moment]] when we all have won together. The sphere with which we play is glorious, but ever changing, and with each pass it advances or retreats in splendor, depending on how it is thrown. Some think it should be thrown 'at' another, but of course, it is 'to' them we toss it in advancing levels of '''art'''ful exchange for it is in this [[sphere]]``` we see in vivid color the reflection of our evolving and [[collective]] soul.
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Each and all of us play the [[game]] of [[Supreme|supremacy]] in every encounter with our fellows. The field is endless and the rules are simple, no one wins alone; the prize awaits the [[moment]] when we all have won together. The [[sphere]] with which we play is [[glorious]], but ever changing, and with each pass it advances or retreats in splendor, depending on <u>how</u> it is thrown. Some think it should be thrown 'at' another, but of course, it is 'to' them we toss it in advancing levels of [[art]]ful exchange for it is in this [[sphere]] we see in vivid [[color]] the [[reflection]] of our evolving and [[collective soul]].
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==See also==
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*'''''[[117:5 The Oversoul of Creation|The Oversoul of Creation]]'''''
  
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[[Category: Poetry]]

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Each and all of us play the game of supremacy in every encounter with our fellows. The field is endless and the rules are simple, no one wins alone; the prize awaits the moment when we all have won together. The sphere with which we play is glorious, but ever changing, and with each pass it advances or retreats in splendor, depending on how it is thrown. Some think it should be thrown 'at' another, but of course, it is 'to' them we toss it in advancing levels of artful exchange for it is in this sphere we see in vivid color the reflection of our evolving and collective soul.

See also