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4d
A signal connects, all the things that we see.
It flows through the spaces, inside you and me.

All things have spaces, much more than their parts.
The knowing of this, will take more than your smarts.

Slow it all down, to feel in the now.
Being able to do this, without knowing how.

Finding yourself, flowing deep in all things.
Experiencing oneness and all that it brings.

You are not made of the meat on those bones.
You are the space in-between made of tones.

Reaching and catching, hang on to the dream.
Discovering that all things, are not as they seem.
Stephen Knox
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Stephen Knox  54/M/Norway
(54/M/Norway)   
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