there is mystery in our pleasures. the taste and sense. how satisfying, satisfies. how would you be, how would you have. i am pure being, i am now. the dark night, found in illumination, the promise of blue skies. these are like dreams, portents of the potentials we hold so close. there is even yet [...]
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