The endless and brief moment when ocean greets shore, when darkness welcomes dawn, when air levies earth, when inspiration becomes expiration... when dreams whisper to awakening..when life eases into death.
A space where time is not as we know it to be;
a time rich in mystery & magic.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Feature: Shifters
“We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations.”
I took this exit, but now I am lost. I don't want to get back on the highway, but even if I did, I don't believe there is a way to get back on. It is closed.I guess I will have to explore and find the best direction in which to travel.
feeling lost is just a call home....throw away the map you have in your back pocket away, and create a new one...you have learned new alley ways and and cross streets.... me
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I took this exit, but now I am lost. I don't want to get back on the highway, but even if I did, I don't believe there is a way to get back on. It is closed.I guess I will have to explore and find the best direction in which to travel.
feeling lost is just a call home....throw away the map you have in your back pocket away, and create a new one...you have learned new alley ways and and cross streets....
me
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