ESSENCE

School of life. We move through life it learning many lessons and all about our possibilities. It then becomes a warrior's path one to fight through to the end. Enlightenment is a stop along the way with a reward of the Great Spirit. Crashing as a mirror fragmented together to make one Mandela our view of god is expanded. In the center of the eye of a great storm we find stillness and a quiet balance just for our own life. We try to become one with the stillness. Taking the vision of the Zen sand garden with its perfected lines of grains not a pattern to speak of but well manicured to say the least. Above it suspended is our earth waiting in the quietness to grow in the oneness of a giant boulder crouching in the shadow just to know it's still in its infancy, perfected in the oneness of being.

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