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  • From a distance I saw these two balloons floating about, bouncing off each other with the rhythm of light ocean breeze. The morning sun perfectly reflected a soft playful light off these air filled balloons. Just like our bodies containing molecules that comprise all the basic elements that make stars and the earth, these balloons are filled with the make up of wind yet are separated by a container. I sat and watched the clouds pass by and what remained were my two companions, my two selfs, reflecting a morning sun onto my mind. A silence arose and I found a place of rest for my mind that never stops, or won't stop. Remember this: embrace the silence in every scene, for this place exists in all landscapes of our human condition. Our existence is constantly reflected by the morning sun as a perfect analog between the evolution of our species and nature's grandeur, that is if you are up to see it.
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