A snippet into awe

Again, a rare snippet into everything.
With a mouth full of blossoming cotton balls.
Being in tune and at one, and within the flow of awe.
It is this tune, this tone, being in tone, that let flows the muse.
It is this blossom, this radiating ambience, that makes us all inclusive
in the flow.
Synchronity.
We are just drawing what we can from that stream of life.
Opens up the inner dimensions,
brings to fore
the fractal patterns of everyday life.
Its little sagas merely a fractal of a larger one unfolding.. and a larger one.. yet a larger one... until it reaches the point where one thinks that it might be over, it turns itself into the beginning.
To get but never get and only to think one gets but not get, is the true getting of the great Tao/Truth/Atman/Godhead.
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And lets talk about the Earth Mother. How can one not understand that a man needs a mother? Even the greatest of them all fails without a drop of their liquid. They are the ones most in tune with the Earth, giving life and feeling its pulse more so than we man can. Their representation goes into all walks of life, and I am glad to have her close in the form of my girlfriend.
For our life then, is just a simple matter of conquest and battles. That is the easy part. Of course it will be rife with all sorts of terrors horrors and pain but it is still the easy part. The hard part is what we don't have, which is the earth mother. as simple as that.
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And now to stop the self censorship prevalent in all of us. To shut its doors and freely express and play with words, feeling a small victory in the process of not allowing society dictate what we write and feel in the public space.
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