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Tin , straw , flesh. mineral , plant , animal. beings - creating - because that is what they like to do, know the pact that one makes creation = destruction. The choosing... upgrading, aware, to the magnificence of their power , yet grounded enough to not be lured , ..................................bye said ego. Hello said Ego. Everything we do now effects the next 7 generations , choose wisely. With wisdom comes great responsibility if one chooses to uses their wisdom wisely. Music in thai , words rein and rain from my unassuming lips, so rarely do i sing in my mother tongue, sounds like honey to me. poet am i , i can not write nor read the sounds fully, yet sing with such ease :) Falling into the cloud river once again , although a little more windy i would say. Carved with ravines and canyons , wind and earth meeting together by the water. true trickster smiles wink in the fading daylight. apple butter is my jam. Fir tree seeking rain shelter , edit photo , write poem , draw or paint  every day . Ritual meditation . Doing what creates love, beings - creating - because that is what they like to do, mineral , plant , animal Tin , straw , flesh.
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
And update from the Sphinx, A snapshot of Day : 29.4.14
Tin , straw , flesh. mineral , plant , animal. beings - creating - because that is what they like to do, know the pact that one makes creation = destruction. The choosing... upgrading, aware, to the magnificence of their power , yet grounded enough to not be lured , ..................................bye said ego. Hello said Ego. Everything we do now effects the next 7 generations , choose wisely. With wisdom comes great responsibility if one chooses to uses their wisdom wisely. Music in thai , words rein and rain from my unassuming lips, so rarely do i sing in my mother tongue, sounds like honey to me. poet am i , i can not write nor read the sounds fully, yet sing with such ease :) Falling into the cloud river once again , although a little more windy i would say. Carved with ravines and canyons , wind and earth meeting together by the water. true trickster smiles wink in the fading daylight. apple butter is my jam. Fir tree seeking rain shelter , edit photo , write poem , draw or paint  every day . Ritual meditation . Doing what creates love, beings - creating - because that is what they like to do, mineral , plant , animal Tin , straw , flesh.
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
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