Something opens our wings.
Something makes boredom and hurt disappear.
Someone fills the cup in front of us:
We taste only sacredness.
(rumi)
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the nutshell my boys moo and ally tigertails fairfax cactus stella oui, c'est moi |  |
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art as science
How Trees Help & Teach Us
How to Hug a Tree
safe haven
meditate on this
a friend from along the way
flashback
four square
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 altar'ation  |
*mutants
merovence
