Arent we all?
Cant get to the innermost center of you onion without peeling your layers.
Keep looking for blind spots and smoothing bumps in the road.
Its a portal to disintegrating a layer; shedding of skin: initiation. Who was I yesterday? Who am I today? who am I tomorrow? Who do I think I am and which me can wholly see all of of me? Climb a tree…my child’s eye is pleased. Climb a mountain: my perspective is humbled. Dive into the ocean of everything. Till you feel no separation. Feel the immersion. Motherships heart overfloweth.
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