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The Commons;
aka The Launching Pad;
aka Trope-o-Dope
The blossoming of knowing Mother’s sorrow
The giving in to her delights
Of never knowing where to turn to
Because all heaven is Day and Night
There is no Other place to go
Until the Feeling makes it so
Spiraling antennae fractal towards each other
Our Sister dances not far
Away from the Center of What Was
On the Shores of the Distance Cape
O the Distance to that Shore
O the ever closeness of More
.
And I break
Down to the Earth again
Feeling so Strong again
She lets me go Free because She Knows
She is All I need
.
Giants among humans
Flying throughout all the dailies
Ken?
You Feel it again?
Sisters!
Brothers!
Others!
Chant in the Ways you Know
The Spirits are Finding their Growing Out
And if all Existence is always connected, then with each and every breath anything makes – any movement at all – there is an equal and opposite so-to-speak movement. Yet that is felt throughout Existence simultaneously. So, any knowledge one may have of a breath in, if one considers the breath out simultaneously, then practice that for every breath one experiences, one may feel closer to Eternal Heaven and/or Oneness with one’s belief in a God-type idea, etc. Details only really matter for an individual, pause and question when one feels called to harm, and I believe we can all live together peacefully like that. Tis a beautiful thing to me and no small surprise!
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