As soon as one births a sound, a movement, or an image, a world is born in which one must live. Habits of thought are our prison. The only escape is through the birthing of new sounds, new movements, new images. Sharks forever swimming. Unless. Unless we open our hearts, our souls, allowing the continuous flowthrough of the Eternal Now. Embodyings of the everchanging Life Force.
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