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Ahhh, but, it's simple pleasures , that rejuvenate life's rough weather patches and it's interesting how animosity turns from curiosity to real world , pilgrams and biblical stories turned hindu prophecies and karmic debts paid in full . of stories unwinding, to fantasies tidings - tidal whirlpools of old age relinquishment from trapped in butterfly effect movements and conjoined twins of several natures EARTH , AIR, FIRE , WATER AND EATHER. there seems to be no end to the twin connections - but a very fine line between earth and heaven a very fine tune between love and lust a very fine sand dune's shapeful curve between trust and lack luster half hearted , half arsed apathy. it seems that there are no more fruits in edens dens , then zen masters at hand to help us through the din try not to get those dijins in your ears but let them pass freely - knowing you are safe from fear. everyone has their own soul mate but some have mates i tell ya this is set to be a pretty interesting venture , to discover and adventure across plains of realization , with the wind of uncomplicated, honest , one love as the sail and i hail a taxi to the next borderline and i know we'll be making it in time and style and keepin it all holy all the whilst we walk on sacred ground we walk on sacred ground we are sacred ground.
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 9:44 AM UTC
Sacred Ground
Ahhh, but, it's simple pleasures , that rejuvenate life's rough weather patches and it's interesting how animosity turns from curiosity to real world , pilgrams and biblical stories turned hindu prophecies and karmic debts paid in full . of stories unwinding, to fantasies tidings - tidal whirlpools of old age relinquishment from trapped in butterfly effect movements and conjoined twins of several natures EARTH , AIR, FIRE , WATER AND EATHER. there seems to be no end to the twin connections - but a very fine line between earth and heaven a very fine tune between love and lust a very fine sand dune's shapeful curve between trust and lack luster half hearted , half arsed apathy. it seems that there are no more fruits in edens dens , then zen masters at hand to help us through the din try not to get those dijins in your ears but let them pass freely - knowing you are safe from fear. everyone has their own soul mate but some have mates i tell ya this is set to be a pretty interesting venture , to discover and adventure across plains of realization , with the wind of uncomplicated, honest , one love as the sail and i hail a taxi to the next borderline and i know we'll be making it in time and style and keepin it all holy all the whilst we walk on sacred ground we walk on sacred ground we are sacred ground.
This is a sereande to family , friends , lovers , and the loveless the wonderers and the explores of new frontiers and it is with my greatest hope that we will smile still :) happy friday xox
Fah
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 9:44 AM UTC
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