Elated with relation to the intoxication of wings of dove from above

I find myself

Staring up at the sky a lot now, realizing how much time

I spent

Looking down

Meditating on ground and sensations of going down

Underneath the dirt and bugs, and now with embrace from the master of all space and time I am free to migrate up, and drink from cups of water again, and have friends and hands that are not my own, because I am free to own nothing and everything at once, in a state of sharing an existence in stance with a oneness that I do not even understand because I am not supposed to because I am one of many, and we are all one of one.

I love all of you.

Peace

Damien/Amanda

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