You cannot take the Wordless' name in vain; only every other name.
As they do with balsamic in Rome, I find it helpful to carry a little bottle of Bhakti with me to pepper upon the Wordless at times.
Holy holy Wordless, essence of an emptiness, virginal void, nothing not even not, hold me in your Self until I’m absolutely thunderstruck.
~Peace to All and One,
Son Rivers
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