Harmonic vibes from past tribes Come together to realign Our voice as one is magnified Raise your level from inside Trust in part with what can't be seen Feel supreme in alternating tones Eyes often closed to open minds Reap beliefs to form your own No words are needed to succeed Moving true free and deeply Yet synchronised numbers rhyme in kind
The feeling is so hidden away. Protected shrunk down reduced in size to within straight lines traced with fingers into a tiny box. Ninety degrees. V = a2h Thrown through a dimension door into another place far away tucked underneath earth and grass and kept quiet by flowing water. You are connected to it so well it is simply a part of you. A very small part that is very large. sshhh Don't tell them that. Your secret is safe with me.
(By The Moon, They Are) And things will never be the same.
Dear one, As the domino, I fall cascading on the drawing board. Why would one deny progression? A furtherance , the ebb and flow. I remain up beat and spirited as I read your letters. It's like a barred barricade is being lifted.Your glowing light is charging me. Certainty is liberating, the riding of the waves have become a skill that I have engrossed. The tides spread from shore to shore and I must anchor. I am ever grateful for your deliberation in regard to my current affairs. Your magnanimity is greatly appreciated.
As I am Enormous, bountifulness of free spirit. Episodes of taciturnity alternated by sequences of thrill are remarkably felt. The higher level linking is simultaneous , coordinated and equidistant. As life propels, years progress a resemblance of energy is greatly congruent. The conforming compatibility of the absolute is evident. Transpiration of what once known yet unknown surfaces, erupts and consolidates a new meaning. A renewed existence, a recovered emergence solidifies. These moments are so evident, abundantly and vehemently felt on every fibre,bone and muscle of my being. Right to the core of my soul, my very existence.
On the tangent of thoughts........"J" the jewel... the forgotten treasure. What happened to the nature trueness that stroked your mind? The non win compromises aren't spontaneous. We must realign.... we must.
Vous êtes magnifiquement merveilleux et excellent en tous les moyens possible. You sure do give me the butterflies...... You hold me in skies high above. I can't control the butterflies......... Is it just a flutter ?