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sundown in the meadow, a stick and a melted marshmallow, my friends aura yellow, through deep philosophical conversations we remain mellow. In the distance rain. I see a bird I say hello fellow as I am smiling by a willow tree with gaia as my pillow. Its so free out here. I am ready to go an adventure, Im sure. My consciousness is fluid as I slid into the the earth chakra transpersonal. Its not rational like its fictional says my logic, but I leave that behind like a cheap relic. I seep and channel, oh you know it, this is so sensational, my eyes get lit. I succeed into lucidity, such a beautiful expression, gaias consciousness constantly confessing beauty. This is all a blessing. I giggle and walk over and hug the first tree I see. I remain here as a chilly breeze hits my back. This wind calls herself lucy. This is like a beautiful fantasy. Everything personified, I am gratified. I see daisies dancing and singing about a rainbow. The leaves are prancing like a tumbleweed, this moment is all I need. Pink energy bursting from my heart like a cascade. I notice my friend for the first, rolling around on the ground, with his mouth open for the rain and his thirst, the water element sings its sound. He teases us, but we know he is pleased. Were like okay what can we say, we just keep on giggling. I run into the woods with more excitement than in my childhood. The trees greet me with nourishing energy, my energy in synergy as I run barefoot, I feel purified. I hear a flute, I run towards it in pursuit. I see two beautiful women like creatures on a big log, one on the ground. They express their own form, they mustnt comfort. Theyre free. All is one. It is like I am a florist and I painted a picture. Perfection captured, an art piece like a sculpture.Nature personified as a human. Im in awe, Im speechless.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 15:33:03 +0000

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