I think that there cannot be
anything prettier than the
sight of thee... as we
break the shackles and become
free...moving, wiggling, and
shifting away from illness, away
from health, just simply away
and into a new higher consciousness
of our collective ... health.
From concurrent disorder to currencies, flows, and pathways of order...
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 4:04 AM UTC
I think that there cannot be
anything prettier than the
sight of thee... as we
break the shackles and become
free...moving, wiggling, and
shifting away from illness, away
from health, just simply away
and into a new higher consciousness
of our collective ... health.
From concurrent disorder to currencies, flows, and pathways of order...
Written 13th June 2011
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