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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 Faerie to ‘nother Swift~ Shift Slighted plea what cares of Noumenic Clemency divide amongst they~ who do not know or care to see forever to possess perverse tales to talk away the mystery. Swift ~ Shift acrimonious possession Sudden urgency Cares Not~ Divide amongst Noumenic Novelty. Coming birth of Elementals entrancing ingenuity foreseen such heavenly conception. Ironic irreverence of Elements pure Majesty Still in Expectance of blessed Faerie’s redemption They ~ who do not care will never know and ought never see.* This is about Strife. The way one Group tends always to find flaw with another Group, finding all the differences to hate, ignoring any similarities to love.
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
Cheruberries & Apocrypha
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 Faerie to ‘nother Swift~ Shift Slighted plea what cares of Noumenic Clemency divide amongst they~ who do not know or care to see forever to possess perverse tales to talk away the mystery. Swift ~ Shift acrimonious possession Sudden urgency Cares Not~ Divide amongst Noumenic Novelty. Coming birth of Elementals entrancing ingenuity foreseen such heavenly conception. Ironic irreverence of Elements pure Majesty Still in Expectance of blessed Faerie’s redemption They ~ who do not care will never know and ought never see.* This is about Strife. The way one Group tends always to find flaw with another Group, finding all the differences to hate, ignoring any similarities to love.
A repost from earlier this year. I had a hard time trying to find a connection with myself and others then... Now, I feel good and wanted to share this again
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
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