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knowing

a point.

a point.

there

are

levels

to this shit.

that is all.

through the eyes of a child

through the eyes of a child

when our young cry, cringe and withdraw from things, images or people we often seek to comfort and console. we seek to soothe and ease their anxiety, apprehension or fear—telling them it's alright, everything is fine. we, who have been conditioned, programmed, normalized, no longer see what they so easily can. for there was once a time an inner alarm would reverberate and we'd know, we'd sense as they do. but like a lobster in water that doesn't quite feel at home, we'd sit knowing, yet never fully realizing the fire on which we sit gradually being stoked.

truth? our reactions are no longer normal … natural. they've been altered … over time. our young, however, see what we no longer see, sense what we've become hardened to. the beauty … all can never be lost. like scabs, they fall; original sight and senses restored.

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synchronicity

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the synchronicity of recent events is truly a thing of beauty. individuals having no knowledge of each other, nor their intention, churn out almost identical materials addressing similar conscious matters and phraseologies that it would be downright crazy or even harrowing if you weren't aware that such a phenomenon is quite normal. however, despite normalcy, this synergistic link is heightened.

the flower of life speaks of a connectedness, yet there exists a shift. a major shift. the whole slipping into focus. the hidden and once lost being revealed and reclaimed . . . 

now.