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From the Swirl comes the Structure, In the Structure feeds the Flow and the Flow maintains the Focus. So we can deduce, much like the pattern of life, it begins as Freedom, like colorful movement exempt from rule, while the other extreme, the skill obtained of Focus & Form, akin to miraculous mystery, wise sensuality, from royalty born. Can you see the Procession, in difference yet alike? Infancy is always Free, from Wisdom comes Sight, the Master of Vision, Magical Majesty, ~Immaculate Precision. ~A Rainbow in the Light. Deep unto the dreamy wood, Walk We, one Faire to ‘nother Swift~ Shift , Slighted plea, what cares of Gnomonic Clemency ~ divide amongst they~ who do not know or see ~ forever possess perverse tales to talk away the mystery Swift ~ Shift, Acrimonious Possession, Sudden urgency Cares Not~ Divide amongst Gnomonic Novelty ~ Coming birth of Elementals entrancing ingenuity foreseen such heavenly conception Ironic irreverence of Elements pure Majesty Still in Expectance of blessed Faire’s redemption They ~ who do not care will never know and ought never see. This is about Strife. The way one Group must always find flaw with another Group, finding all the differences to hate, ignoring any similarities to love.
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
Cheruberries & Apochrypha (from NS collection)
From the Swirl comes the Structure, In the Structure feeds the Flow and the Flow maintains the Focus. So we can deduce, much like the pattern of life, it begins as Freedom, like colorful movement exempt from rule, while the other extreme, the skill obtained of Focus & Form, akin to miraculous mystery, wise sensuality, from royalty born. Can you see the Procession, in difference yet alike? Infancy is always Free, from Wisdom comes Sight, the Master of Vision, Magical Majesty, ~Immaculate Precision. ~A Rainbow in the Light. Deep unto the dreamy wood, Walk We, one Faire to ‘nother Swift~ Shift , Slighted plea, what cares of Gnomonic Clemency ~ divide amongst they~ who do not know or see ~ forever possess perverse tales to talk away the mystery Swift ~ Shift, Acrimonious Possession, Sudden urgency Cares Not~ Divide amongst Gnomonic Novelty ~ Coming birth of Elementals entrancing ingenuity foreseen such heavenly conception Ironic irreverence of Elements pure Majesty Still in Expectance of blessed Faire’s redemption They ~ who do not care will never know and ought never see. This is about Strife. The way one Group must always find flaw with another Group, finding all the differences to hate, ignoring any similarities to love.
Assyllium Moratorium Serophis et E Pluribis Unum
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
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