Unnamed Water Mill Stones
Landing cold from out of the blue ... with no absolute knowledge of where it came from ...
The title reads like an unattributed archeology case ...
Anonymous weathered Enigma ...
announcing a tone ... O'or ... timbre ...
Doing something bending towards sly lessness ... performing a type of refusal ...
It can also be thought of as lit threshold forks balancing tributary stones ...
Healing Hush muting climate change ...
That much range is both strange and raw ink ...
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This result ... we believe ... is the most capable final evidence we have created and or produced working back and forth together ...
So exciting! ...
Big freshwater wheel rotating and directed outright ...
The secure "not strong" move was to keep our hands off the VOICE and only do the ... pas fort ... clearing ...
Staying Alive mentality and demeanor is the Welcome fact that Nothing Is Absolutely Ours to Own ...
The Seams we were initially Afraid of were Answered ...
Spirit simply replied to our "not being there" to apply a forced ... or ... even lightly pushing discipline ...
Yes ... we arrived at this final result after 8 months of being with it during every rule ... clever mechanism ... and told break ...
This is the better kind of rousing ... because what was needed is repeatable ...
With wearables suitable to be said again ...
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Since we are running rich and lucid right now ... can we begin another fresh new writing project ... now ... at this moment?
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This is the condition good work rises out of ... Same as it ever was ...
Beginning with a Physical Passage and Fragmented Noise ...
whatever it ... ( with the help of The Invisible Creator ) ... happens to become is the remarkable Seed ... germinating viability ...
Protected in your palm and metabolize it ...
Let its smallness over and over find its register ... while we're advancing on this magnificent journey ... of not yet naming what it is exactly ...
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Our wheel administered at a current or stream does not push water ... enables the river's natural intuition to do all the maneuvering acts ...
Everything after that is us letting go ... of every type of grind and grip ...
In these scenarios Not salt ... The drinkable and growing plants kind ...
The Intuit-If bucket that empties comes around to fill again ... and again ... transformed somewhat over time ...
A seed in a fist dies ... pas fort open hand keeps it alive and protected ... from turning into a tree that can be too easily crushed ...
Clearing is made by taking away ... It is the patch of Mother Nature's floor where light lands ... because nothing is in between blocking the nourishing rays ...
A retort came to the empty chair ... We walk out of a space and the body appears ... as a presence created out of the absence ...
It's wiser to not hurry a seed by drilling it ...
None of this content is scarred ... yet ...
The sound cica-trix part that makes it ... O ... ours ... are ... Yo ... ours to put in ...
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Let us move on ... with the next thing ...
O ... Open 8 brick windows that we have never ... all senses involved ... witnessed before ...
Allons de l'avant ... towards that Healing Welt ...
Work the threads and stone ...
Tissue is what the body makes to close a wound ... It comes in tough and hard ... and needs the universe's positive Sacred Light ... as physical proof ...
Scars are not damage ... they are Marks that add up to a type of sensed and actual wholeness ...
There is sustaining Truth underneath all of it ...
Let us go forth
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The great oak is the one that gets noticed first and then felled for its resource ... It's big enough to block the spirited rays from reaching us ... and so deeply rooted that it's not agile enough to step aside ...
A seed is too tiny to bother anyone with ...
Being small is a way of being indestructible or resilient ...
A seed cannot be cut down by a chainsaw ... Or ... can it? ... ha ha ridiculous ...
Water never has to make the next decision regarding what to do next ... It finds that orange yellow soothing low place by falling into it ...
Ifield watermill has no actual knowing of its own ... It's powered by its original water source ...
All it does is exist in a current of River Mole and let the waterway's certainty turn it ...
Passons à ... la chose suivante ...
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O ... Strapping Sting ... Impossible! ... Absurde! ... rubber pins and needles skin tingling ...
Putting ourselves in the sandals of a community experiencing poverty ...
The stitched ridges that join our higher order consciousness were made to contain or wall up portions ... to dodge taxing ominous shadows ... counted ...
"Paying pirates and other thieves way too much to get through it" ... as the phrase goes ...
Crumbling Mortar pays Bitter Dust on their snake grinning tongues ...
Cold air now ... then Mother Nature sends another flood into a dark lit room ...
and we are awake with the aromas of the bare heels of vaqueiros ...
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( Unknown summoned ) ... Take your hands off our land!! ...
Or ... we will by "seed force" teach you about how you will meet your end ...
The no killings and injuries yet ... Woah ... let it settle ...
This first audition for the play is just going to be about how we gesture towards reaching a comfortable crescendo ...
Although your performance seems authentic ...
Off with the hands before off with the head ...
Put in place the final poke of the pick to the Redstone surface ...
Mother Nature's sacred water will always be Moving ... Coming and Going ...
Make the call and then crawl across the biggest divide in our country ...
Then reckon what the exact purpose was ...
O ... O ... open over a carried-out sequence of graceful skips ...
Ask for the figurative audience's capital O mouths to form closed-mouth smiles ...
Quiet the wave before the dance repeats along our Marked and unbreakable line ...