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| » 04/12/2002 |
¶ i am here and not now. flying seems easy. love is in the air. but life is a jungle and it's deep down to earth. remembering scarlet saying on rainy and late afternoon: tommorow it's the new day. the card deck said it's time for peace. he said it's time for freedom. on the unreachable edge, eternity is peace and freedom. but, on the other hand everything is illusion: so we listen loud music and dance crazy topsyturvydrom.
(21:16)
me or u :
AdaMM < adamm at skylined.org > :
(21:16)
me or u :
freedom within the illusion across love without wings we/you/them/i/[s]he fly despite the visualisation of dirty chains. you were right: it's all non-sense, and it's the meaning of life.
there is no ego if you know.[: //]
AdaMM < adamm at skylined.org > :
we like the flying, we like the lightness of being which is forcing everyone to do whatever is possible... it's illusion, right, but nevertheless - it's the dancing leaves and all the beauty all the time - even when you're really deep, confused and lost - as i'm sometimes... as we all are sometimes...[: //]