| EXPRESSING REAL MAGIC NOT HOCUS POCUS IS ALL AROUND BUT YOU GOTTA FEEL AND FOCUS NOTHING WAS EVER FOUND WITHOUT FIRST SEEKING YOU SHOULD STOP, TAKE TIME OUT, SEARCH OUT THE THINGS ABOUT WHICH I AM SPEAKING YOUR HEART BEATING,THE LIFE PUMPING THRU YOUR VIENS THE CONSTANT MIRACLE PERFORMING THE STEADY DRAMA, LIFE AND DEATH UNFOLDING EVERYWHERE THE WIND BLOWING FROM THERE TO WHERE IN YOUR FACE RIGHT THRU YOUR HAIR THE WINTER CHILL THE SUMMER BREEZE RUSTLING LEAVES ON TREES TIME FLOATING FOREVER BY EVERY MOMENT BORN TO DIE EVERY SINGLE BLADE OF GRASS THAT COMES TO PASS ALAS HAS TO PASS AWAY LIKE NIGHT AND DAY THE SEASONS COME AND GO THE SUN THE RAIN THE SNOW EBBING, FLOWING COMING GOING LOOK AND FEEL DO YOU NEVER SENSE THE REAL THE IMMENSE WHOLE DRIVING FORWARD PUSHING STRIVING FOR PERFECTION PRESSING EVER ONWARDS IT'S GOAL EXPRESSION RELENTLESSLY WORKING TO BE MANIFEST TO COME ANEW TO BE IF YOU LOOK YOU MAY JUST SEE NATURE EXPRESSING |
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| The stream of creation and dissolution never stops. All things come out of the one, and the one out of all things. HERACLITUS |
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