Where do we go when we reach the end? What do we dream when our dreams are fulfilled? Living is a constant cycle, and life is the tension that lies within those cycles. Up and down, back and forth, in and out. We anticipate the future, we romanticize the past. All in tension, a harmonic dissonance that simultaneously soothes and agitates. Let us follow form in the function of this cosmic hum. Let us buzz and bounce and gyrate and zing on the celestial string. We Are, and that is All. Knowing this, we are grateful. Blessed Be, and Amen.
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