the darkness, and the divine lightness are both requisite to the powerful, and beautiful of who and what we are. stripped bare; the circuitous nature of life. from purity, back to purity… a thought, a seed, a life, a story, a reaping, a cleansing, a seed, a thought… a choice.
it is all too easy to forget your divinity in the common and rigmarole of the everyday. yet in the seemingly inane and ordinary is a wealth of gems and gold for the disentangled. you don’t get these heartbeats back, so perhaps enliven and embody your everything, using all the apparent empty to reinvigorate your…
as the power goes out yet again on the island, i wonder about the trees, and, what kind of an idiot is flying that prop plane that’s cruising over… as the big bright ferry remains parked at the terminal across the narrows. but the trees are more interesting. i imagine them loving it, and dancing…
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