Breathed

We aim to never be influenced by anything external to our authenticity.

It's when I start thinking of someone judging this-that I lose flow, wanna stop.  I visualize your judgement, which is of my creation, my fault, not yours.  And in the end I am being judged by my own creation (bless its heart.).

But I have something to say (I know you do too.).  I do desire for you to read this blog, even examine the flaws that span my margins more or less; and laugh. To be free is to manifest enough love for the self to let it.  My art; be freeeeee

Hey there, I bet you're amazing too, I wonder how many of my genes are also in you, probably like at least 42.  See, I just imagine someone rolling their eyes (I'd hope you did.), and I want to delete the last sentence but it's an expression of me.  I'ma move on down-words

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Practice =
Patience Plus
Persistence; 
-and Play (Obviously.)

Light flows out from in-finity.  Awareness swims, not in searching, nor expecting, but wondering and chillin along for the Ride.  And playing (on an Off-Course.)

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The joy is in the Rorschach's test.  God does not think, and yet God IS (or so I think.).  A fundamental fuck you to Descartes' roundabout coordination. I dare its Name be spoken, acknowledged; for a tree is always lovely-wise'n'such; one can't mess up!  In truth, beauty is a natural reaction to the given.