No creation story needed. No apocalypse required.
No shoes, no mind, no effort.
The past is spotty; wear it lightly. Enjoy the perfect
breeze.
Mythology and deconstruction are two sides of an empty coin.
Understanding and manifestation are synchronous. It is
written.
A child of three sees through the terrible twos. She's like
a rainbow.
The holy experiential matrix of here and now is the gospel.
Truth.
Presence is the perfect meeting of sea and sky. Hallelujah!
Picture oneself as the god of the river with whitewater
splash and rainbow trout.
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