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The wind dances as the flutes blow out the love they have in their heart. The leaves on the trees join in this great celebration of the dance of life. The wind slows, and the birds are chirping, they celebrate the harmony of the sky. The grass in its heart colored green beams out a chord of peace up to stars. The stars twinkle in great acknowledgement and appreciation of the dazzling beam from the grass. The Earths wholeness is in full glory. The time is still, for it is now, the moment has no time, therefore now is forever. Forever to be, be what I ask? The spirits/forces of existance glow and stream with great flowidity and flexability. We are ever present and ever lasting, from generation to generation. We have no beginning, nore no end. We are present, now and now is timeless and boundless. There is no need to look, but to just be. In being we feel breath and life. In breath we sense air and atmosphere. In air we activate our bodily organs and our physical existance is here. Like the lowly sounding organs of Venice, we too move with the sound of grace and the speed of stillness. We are bothered by no one or nothing. For we are everyone and everything. We are radiant love, a force of existence unseen to the eyes, ears and taste. If you breath clear enough you may taste yourself through the precision of silence. At this point, it is now known of our force. Then like a 2 week old bird, we are thrown from the nest and into (physical) reality. We need only to be still, focaus and wait to visit our home. Home is where is we are, and we are always home.