Thoughts and Realities

Beijing, China 2005
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i am in love with the idea of getting stuck in an elevator with strangers. I imagine the confinement would trigger an urge for everyone to spill their beans. It would be a distinct connection of hearts. A safe vulnerability. 

Parallel Lines and Dancing Notes

Golden. the Inception and Epilogue to all things.

Origin and Coda.

dal segno. dal segno. dal segno. dal segno. dal segno. dal segno. dal segno. dal segno. dal segno

[and i'm thinking: this doesn't make any sense to anyone but me]

through it. IT. everyone understands. it is the language of God. the reviver of the spirit.

unity. diversity. commonality. the climb. ascent.

perpendicular parallels.

because in the triangle that is life (i can explain this to you if you'd like, it's kind of amazing...i think), the parallels are only parallel for not even a single moment until they are slowly fused. welded. wedded. together to one. One. and bonded at the point of and in the realm of the most consequential "place"

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you and+or i will get there. you and+or i will experience that.

there is a future. future exists.

that is almost as immense and mighty(mammoth) as love.

but even Love exceeds the universe.

and the universe is unsurpassable.

like that one time i tried to comprehend the vastness that is the universe.

fail.

but love is to be had and to be given. i can taste(with my heart and soul and mind) love. because when Its felt-- Warmth. and colors. and It picks me up and cradles me and carries me. rocking. and It reveals the stories of each star. and how they were made out of love. "Love is the universal magnetic power between the planets and stars shining in the lofty firmament!"

and the blossoming of flowers. the earth revealing+manifesting her flowers. that is love. 

silence shared in comfort.

comfort shared in silence.

that is love.

the draping of quilts on sleeping child. toe to chin. love

the peer through the crack of the door while child sleeps. not to insure their slumber but to marvel at their existence. love

innocent child holding breath and forcing eyes closed because she.he thinks mommy.daddy is making sure she.he is asleep and is so delighted that mommy.daddy cares to check. love

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i am running around in little circles.

i love circles. circles mean almost everything

but small circles. small circles are pointless. (no pun intended)

small circles are redundant and repetitive. (get it?)

small circles appear when i've lost focus of the big important Circle.

they are the opposite of progress. unless you realize that. which would be progress.

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"Make ready thy soul that thou mayest be like the light which shineth forth from the loftiest of heights on the coast, by means of which guidance may be given to the timid ships amid the darkness of fog and the heaving of the sea."

- 'Abdu'l-Baha