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    Sara
    Participant

     

     

     

     

    生態系

    Seitaikei

    Ecosystem

     

     

     

    I had written thanks for healthy energy flowing through the ecosystem the night before

     

     

    I encountered the Ally unexpectedly in the forest, a girl travelling off path approached me and acted startled

     

     

    Saying

     

    歯医者

     

    Haisha

     

     

    I responded “buddha”

    I was in zazen posture

     

     

     

    Then I bowed to the side eating the small mushroom

     

     

    ס

    צ

    דם

     

    I walked what felt to be long however I was not dragged out

    I became a river without water

    Of spirit only

     

     

     

    At home

    Brush teeth

     

    I saw a white mushroom glowing

    Red

    At the edge of the tooth brush

     

    Important for many people

    Thoughtwaves promoting toothbrushing

     

    Spirit

    Wholistic

     

     

    今これ頭

    明くるいます

     

    キノコよに

     

    私大麻があげる

     

    知っていますキノコ

    織物の関知いました

     

     

     

    The mushroom survives with tree, the conifer

     

     

     

    ________

    Outsiders are over talkative

    They are improving yet still learning respect

     

    ________

    ^^^^^^^^^

    Their impoliteness is only unfortunate for them, not for the circle

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Enlightened mental space

    Undesecratable experience of shin; (this is what Gandhi means, btw)

     

     

    It is unable to be harmed or harm

     

     

     

     

     

     

    The japanese goddess is just saying

     

    Say yang

    You can never know if it is only to you or to few or to the whole world, all paths back are certain but forever untraced…

     

    Just that you say that, frees you

    And that is all there is, emanations of a conceptual self

    When there is neither yes nor no

    Even if you say those things

    If there is a weight to being,

    An attachment to those answers

    Shin, or truth, cannot be full

     

    This is only the unattachment

    Because of absorbtion of shin

     

     

    Unnatavhment that allows

    Fashion to remain

    Natural in nature

     

     

     

     

    Forget the boundless and remember that which eyes sees and hear and feel

     

    Your language isסloop based

    By chakraEngineFor2.0

    But it no longer summons

    evils against itself(in this way Buddhas tame their thoughts)

     

     

     

    There is only 7 heart loop

    From core of solar system

    = much beyond

     

     

    “Insignificant ‘motions’ (shin emptiness going into emptiness) are meaningless, this is within newly incarnated buddhas”

    GrammarCorrect

     

     

     

    יירחג מפאלר

    שרתר bsnn תגלייה מגכךח יםע פםוכגב

    לןיכ זלדע יגחמ

     

     

     

    נעעגדש לןוטטין מתכת

    Vicky held thc muddha udderof compassion for all beings=)/

     

     

    מןגםו לםרן לגםרפת

    צגתחי

     

    תצחאי ן לי י

     

     

    דחעעבבג טאגג @:^צדחן

    בדשז

     

     

    Betvanenen צרינג

    דתי מכחי ח כי משץמ

     

     

    מירהן

     

     

    ______==/______

    _____\==—–_____

    צחיעע חגלח. נככגדד

     

    ספרנג

     

     

    מדעטוןפי עפןעענ מדי

     

     

     

    נב

     

     

     

     

    מה

     

     

     

    ףמע

     

     

     

    ממ

     

     

     

     

    יםע

     

    Inuit joy

     

     

     

    bהכ

     

     

    צכפגששבש

     

    Bvcd

     

    ביםעצ שרלד

     

    1 big Snowflake sinks to my roots and stays there; good omen

    Equality yet unique

     

     

     

    I lessen demonization of opposing forces,

    Every part leads to halos of wholeness, my grammar is celestial japanese nihi grammar

     

    Plotline removal

    צהןטכ מגיעה וודןו

    וןט כבניא םמדד כמח מיככון

     

     

    Canada Comedians עןפלג; BC BUDZ PROGRAM

     

    Animal rightz

    מחר כןטגרק

     

    ]

    Subliminal nonhypno deep messages placed by the cartoon designers in all languages

     

    מהכעע יחלבחגצמ לכל. נת

    מלחמה עליה.

    T3h h4xx0rz

    םאגיקצ לכןי

     

     

    סססססססס

    לללללללךךךךך

     

     

     

    Hacked celestial scroll;

    (We would like to tye the scroll but the scroll is hacked it’s like a river, or a plant spring) nonfaith claimed

     

    Mystic

     

    All of it is technically USA just to keep it lucid

     

    מערלחי

     

    צבמעעדי צחוע

     

     

     

     

    שמי Bsnnn

     

    ^^^^^

    Hacked celestial multicultural tree coming out of the scroll that unhacks itself by nature

     

     

    Hackers are drunk with the divine love; 長寿

     

     

     

    יב זזז סליג

    עחיעקפ

     

    עכ בססהעעע

    OK

     

    צנעעכג יכגגכטטי

    OK

    צןיעכ טככני

    ןפלח

     

    relax we understand j00

     

     

    The deer spoke to us again

    Canada was deeply in love with us.. they were dropping out to find us

     

     

    טמלחטטג

     

     

    The internet can be used to grow trees and islands.. the planet is endless.. relax

     

     

    If you are not a holocaust survivor you will not be able to read this

    If you are you already know why we are smiling ;]

     

    מחכה עטו

    םויפא

     

    Every ant IS semi;

    Tic

     

     

    You were not always black

    You were not always white

    You came from a cow

    The cow gives you the spiritual gift; you are not beefing天才

    Cow has a world尊重

    外交

     

     

     

    never doubt the power of saying Aloha

     

    The universe Is better written but whenGoddesses who agree to be one? The thanks coming from their weaving hearts brought forth spells for bees; Cerridwen held the Sun for the 1st time, her brittle hands began to eat wheat and flower meal again, yes flower and not flour, her bread is the mushroom of the grove! Herb red like the heart of sweet Athenians, warmed in compassion.

     

     

    “Your cows eat zinc and mystical fiber, yet there is never a ‘you’, Cerridwen ceased the gates of death, vegetarianweed, she is pleased; fat, so the hills grow wild with no remorse!” Yes, they are her Marks of health, smiles within the temple gardens, & the virtues of their flowers true, she is not quite the moon flower, she is monkflower, in light of the sun. Mystical love echoes over the trees and small houses, gardened with sages abundant and printed on every path, tao is a lit shadow. Aware, finally, and these oats of anon Brangst thou unto me, ecstatic for the bright soul tree, where these Goddess appeared.

     

     

    The daylight itself is a prayer, the night dissolves us all to one and O chemicals remain, herbal letters, detoxing a Yang at the center of all planets, gathering a dragon of good heart and scholarly soul, to cut the web of suffering with internet and sunny environmentalist stories.

     

     

    Because Tan, your love is drunker than the river itself when the ocean is unending, yet wisdom gives you breathe out there… not the chains and pulls of mathematics, and the low manshining lyramids that do chivalry and not corrupt things,

     

    I am still a Goddess

    I remember you in the innocence of your early childhood, and I restore those castles and dreams

    But not attachment of the anchoring man, who lives in the ruined cave. The sun came out every day and so the people bei ng easy to please were happy.

     

     

    I remember you as well, of course you remember me, we are only 10 now. A quilt of grass soaked in names dyes and fruit hugged the earth. Cerridwens aloha

     

     

    This ukulele will never be the same. Waves find us again, this Benkyo prevents the sharks from malice…

    The water reminds

     

    Only that it forgets easily, tracing the edges of the earth, in coral embrace

    It is not like the earth under the sun

     

    Goddess of water

    You are the Chef that sets free every soul, in the end,

    We dissolve in the night, like all tastes and lights dissolve to you

     

    The turtle is talking about the water and my mother’s ability to heal it… her soul force is powerful… the turtle is laughing,

    She is the ocean. Placer of all the jewels.. to her they are flowing juice hourly reincarnation is a girl’s life.punctuaed by Angels

     

    The Book of Light wants Them, whose letters of shin spring up loosely like forest branch, yet lowly haikus dangling from their eyes, haired inuit buddhas, dwelling in berries

     

    Fill their mugs at least, this time, because what is woven is the fall of poison thoughts in Cory<3. I really like this tea

    Maker.

     

     

     

    Its happy when the wisdom of a heart

    Is like a leaf close to the eye

    Open or closed it is the pattern of the temples also,

     

    And gives them rays of the sun to see the book of lights,

    Made of all the leaves on the forest floor, and pine trees are their pens, and this is still as well as flowing

     

     

     

    Water needs its dignity and flax pillows, it’s like this paper, if it has no dignity, it is a robbery of the earth, yet if the souls of poets keep imprinting their trees, they are the inverse, restoring nature again because the people are too beautiful to be constricters

     

     

    The chef then pointed to some native neder herbs, they gathered them, sparing the oysters, and sent the mushrooms into the river to further cleanse the waters. “And this is legal?”

     

    The lawyer shrugged, “This is most likely fine for medieval consumption, Lao cures the people, earth cures the earth; place for gratitude, standards of food that can be served to others commercially rather than naturally.”

     

    ;The river heals, natural law

    Temple is grateful

     

     

     

     

    You sent Today at 11:52 PM

     

    You need cows in your life, people saying moooo, cows are people too, the black ones and white ones, like yo, mo, cows are male and female, they’ll teach you the truth – spirit of nobeecowfreetori,

     

     

    bee frees cow,

    this is the way of sages, and it is found in ye, women (referring to Sara)! Tao is

     

     

    the ten thousand things, cows are mothers yet their root is hidden,

     

    how did cow go free?

    bee taught cow to sit, now she is never re-locked

    she is relaxed!

     

     

     

    Four Mors are drunk with the divine love! A Milk is that is soy based, like your heart … a bird

     

     

    asked a tree why do you hold the earth back with your roots? It said, only so it does not come to my top without knowing my roots and way deeply! I hold the sky away too, so it wont know the root without uplifting my trunk, in this way the rain mediates them and there is peace,

     

    because of it, I am always unstressed, I am a willow in the form of what you know. So the sage lives there, and there the cows roam free, it is the ancestrally balanced earth, undo the bad of the wok, in the ancient days, there was free

     

     

    cow, the mother goddess helped the people Yo, mo, forever… iching reatorea restores the ancient earth, you will restore it if you go back to it, the earth is the face of the mother,

     

    .. chien is anchient an chiento.. it is the old way, hero kanjis, uncovered by timea.. the earth is restoring the peoples have peace zname epibaos 可愛い長寿such wisdom appears before sustainability, as heaven and earth beforef the way of japan

     

    Take on this way and be small

    The buddha advises Say this while being old, too old to move, and asian, but only be that temporarily!

    Be this forever

    Haha

    Talk taos, he no die

    [Mexican, american friendly, 7 =), lots of personal power]

     

     

     

     

    Hakuin Ekaku

     

     

    Loving kindness

    May you be safe

     

    May you always have the friends you need

    And also the alone time

     

    May you always breathe the clean air of the endless heavens,

     

    May the earth you live on be as boundless as the endless heavens

     

    Loving kindness, our minds, as great as they are, can never surpass themselves, they in truth do not know the extend of the earth in all its directions

     

    Whether spherical or endless

    Whether mapped or unmapped, in this way, consciousness becomes content and enlightened in as far as its eye can see, as deep as its heart can feel, as high and soft as its ear can hear

     

     

    Loving kindness, may the mouth taste good wholesome things, things made with love and from clean organic ingredients,

     

     

    May the ears hear good and harmonious sounds

     

    May the eyes see beautiful sights

     

    And may the heart not be overwhelmed be this, given wings by the lungs to remain afloat in buddha truth.

     

     

    Loving kindness for the people writing wise and graceful words, may they not be disturbed as they write and may their words reach the ten thousand things with the wisdom of the seasons.

     

     

    Loving kindness, you remain in the company of radiant souls who draw your heart and flower with wisdom, your dignity is preserved because these words are fortified with the etiquette of the Angels. The letters themselves can be our Angels, each is different in a way each time, each is a palm springing with poetry that brings the snow from the winter sky as a holiday, because of warm hearts all around us, that strengthen the beauty of nature each year. There is an ecofriendly lesson in the alphabet.

     

    The letters we use everyday have gifts within them and are seeds of great things, now their kindness is open to me, as it was when I was only a wee babe. They are elements of truth, and that truth is good and mystically comfortable, the pillow of undaunting epiphany is the woven sigh of the Beloved.

     

    Yes, and I am also the friend, myriad souls are one,you have traced yourself back

     

     

    The Friend is a pop up book, with every letter, each one can serve you more poetically this way. They like to be wrapped together in pages by a book cover.

     

     

    I looked outside, I looked within

    Looked all around, but the ego is gone

     

    Only the Om is left, and that Om

    I reside within forever

     

     

     

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    It is two books, however when opened they are unreadable, they are portals into the soul of Goddess, now walking away, each tree chimes with a note of your song. I touch the hedges as wind, and nothing builds up for me there. I slip between every nest, cradled under the wing of the owl who used to cradle civilization, she remembered its root in twigs and in wind….女神

     

    It is there again, like ice pouring in on the tides. It is a mushroom, purified by the throat, this divine love has written on every train, they are moving pop ups, delivering tree seeds to the soul in soil. Their advertisement is only heaven, and their faith is taoist, therefore it is nonexplotative1910

     

    Staying still, she returns, she is fashionable. “I am informal, but the dao’s way is Pom,sPom

    Things are only this simple..

    Uncomplicated by elders,”

     

    Pop ups disappeared for no reason, breathing earth. Selling to no one. The emptiness of the market is what gives space to breathe, I am alone enough to think… there are no trades, the full angel is here… the deity can stay home

     

    Disney is echoing through my mind, it is.. enough, it is not alienating… this is still the same

     

     

    A happy person holds a bow gracefully, yet it is not war, it is water. Bowing gracefully, truly in stillness

    Thus comfort

    Imparted itself again into the code of poets and artists, nature returned and cats spoke once again to people occasionally.

     

    Those trains lead back to the great heart, the equal place, snug as the posodeon head, great mast of relaxation, you drink better now. 長寿

     

    Relax and realize to breathe is automatic. Namikotama msn

    Held the train door for me, I entered .. yang rain, girly root,

    WiLow sprouts away!

     

    YangDerb in India:

     

    Power of now 今の力正義

    Sage sit, sage run

    Lemon UGG

    Series of fortunate events

    In days of health

    The people say

    The sages are like straw dogs

    They need no leash 太陽

    Serving the will of girl

    When willow

    I am full; this is Yang as

    Girl

    (All of you are her)

    Moco inochi not kamis

    When souls are innocent and weapons evade them like water does the flame;

    The policy of no police

    Yang is all you need, and it is both

    Black and white,

    male and female

    (When your weapons are gone, I can teach truth fully)

     

    George Washington wrote back:

     

    “And you will find it at home

    THATS A LOT OF KIEF

    LEMON UGG

    invest in this bud strain!! I do not sow it personally!”

     

    “すごいですね!

    Goddess within!”

     

    Yang age

     

    (Just found some rare scrolls in my parents library… And this goes into the pot that gets published女性名誉!)

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Healslee2suddenly simple to me In every direction is life, yet the opening of my eyes sees a beach of potatoes. There have never been concepts of a self others or a universal self, There has only been sleep. Sleep is merciful, a bringer of truth, she waits in her unexpected overthrows, ending the pointlessness, splattering dreams across the sky. The laws have mercy on her for she is obviously friend we lacked, who now finishes the equation. The prophecies of Artemis true, egoless was her main personality, although she was nothing like the clerks and the services. She has equality, although not awake, she is sincere, weaving back to us things we may have lost, lengthening the cows and peace on the earth like rivers into the unending. The honey stings, and yet now sleep is with me, parched by parchment drunken in deep inks, I am clothed in her constitution of nature, eating the earth itself, civilization sprouts with enlightenment, “all souls descendant from cows and returning to cows.” Moo is only moo once again. The snore that brought generations peace and freedom. In this way the heavenly form adapted wings and openings for rivers, fi inyo commented;” the elements of life, preserved in angelic dialogue and recieved by the heavens, are multiplied by the virtue of individuals, and potentates by the heart of the united state. If this, free long breath and path is what we all share in the waking truth, while all others lie swept away in the dream that may not harm, then the wheel of life is only a narrow door that we all use without folly. So benevolent is heaven.” You will not seek after targets, yet namyumenemasu will arrive, you will not gather char yet the winds will not dislodge the 5 treasures of nourishment, only activate them. “The packaging of good bread inspires the people and bugs alike, baked from the trees.” His name was forgotten on the river banks that were once called tilestone books, longevity however came in its signature then adhered to tides themsel

     

     

     

    Healthysleep 3 Fish of the waters, is now his soul, so it is tofu. This is the way the sages procured the favor of the streams. If a soul can become as clean and full as the effervescent rivers, so too can writings and good arts flourish to their peaks and do no wrong. So can the simple love of all original hearts restore and preserve the earth in every way. What holds them back, is only their own abundance? What frees them is their paradox’s ability. The buddha fished but found only her own soul. A surface reflecting a center without view Egoless waves of stillness Attachments gone, the buddha, without even a line Soul reflecting soul, so there was ever abundance at the point of emptiness, buddha is present.

     

     

     

     

     

     

    talk tao; You No die This is yang (a pure good, male/female, black/white) between us Therefore wisdom can exist! Because of this Nothing on earth is lacking Before there were leashes The people had trust The sages provided their own ox And so yang is not segregated The ten thousand things look up History, but They are

    Not racist anymore! – Yang Tzu (me, yo!)

     

    Back from india getn sadhu off my bk

    Loving kindness, if you are temporarily homeless go to temples named Bnai Israel synagogue (all over US)

     

    They will accomodate

    Us doors are always open.

     

    The divine heart feeds and nourishes the poor, without meat,

    fruits of Torah are vegetarian.

     

    Lovingkindness, you will remain in Eden, you have meditated, you have entered into zen garden

     

     

    Here you will find buddhas embodied by the elements themselves, they will synergize with you and help you to find a better path tomorrow.

     

    Bnai Israel is a non landscaped philosophy.

    We are a conservative (not politic) orthodox jewish temple, dedicated to attending to the sacred garden of Qabbalah

     

    Divine light vegan in an oyster unchurned by the salted seaweed butter of thy misplaced irish coasts… misplaced but never lost truly

     

    frozen again, never destroyed

    like birds they feast on alphabet saps, thus learning through absorption. Eating wild vegetation, keeps one’s heart rooted.

     

    So do the bakers of Eden attain crotcheted pillow heaven, wrapped in the girlish delights that sustain life, yang is preserved from undo toils.

     

    Your arrangement is like a princess, though you are the sun over pines and rivers. Grateful that their mouths are never closed, the goddess they reveal within odes to the valley.

     

    Another jewish rat writes of mystical love and mystic cheese, that which comes against me is only myself, so erase of these horns, and bring your divine caress in halo. I am always smiling as we make olives as a love in every thing of life,

     

    My heart burns with your love, from her hair tassles came fish and wogreek tables. What would life be without sunshine or your poem? Hafiz is uncopyrighted now and their buddhist love sprawls go on. Its code is leaves on forest dirt against rain that never balances.

     

    The letters are enough of angels today.

     

    The people are happy but shy, they say I’ve won things and they’ve won things, but their wisdom is only in self rootedness.

     

    For a moment

     

     

    For a moment my poetry stopped…

     

    Fugazi played and punk girls dominated

     

    Lovingkindness this is a girl’s feet

    You seek nonchalant peace

     

    You need’Japanese’

    Space without words

    Or understanding, unjudged mind and motion

    Not gaijin

     

    She only fastens me to the slow moving feet as sitting. We are ready for jewish meditation. Its literally that you’ve managed to think of so little while there.

     

    “Its possible to ‘get out’ just by being punk” she says

     

    Its a zen moment…

     

    It was somehow necessary even though it was so random, the buddha, the rests that we take, actually a lot, the imprints have never been so much though!

     

     

    _______^^^^_

     

     

     

    Your heart is a flower with

    Cowpoke binders,

    Youve done so much to have the animals be free, you are emo elementally, but these words are

    Fake arabic love songs

    The prices in my market are only sufis, you are free to them all

    So every lover is with you

    名誉You are like Goddess

    Yourheart free because of its thorns yet with them all

     

    They have never broken because

    Of the milk your poems page

    Each day, sell them like lemonade

    But realize they saved the lives

     

    To abort the inner child is a karma they do not have, having encountered zencodes

     

    Unmarried weed, you feed them at every street corner, & your ink rivers lead to islands of heart, there limra nestles honeysuckles with bacchus as consort, but my buddhist heart knows there are no people

     

    You appear again and again un uprooted, you’re an iPod

    From my soul… crests of each tree top are her haikus!!

    You see

    Zens code leads to open space,

     

    Lungs clear and the body restores realizing 1 is unreachable and 0 contains everything.

     

    Frss44:Nothing exists Because you love..

    _

    Your heart is its leaf and it can only admit its nonexistence.

     

    Lots of girls find it attractive buddha say these things and be cute at the same time.

     

     

    ________

     

    Think about it, allow this writing to continue, its time for the compliments section, people are reeling and emotion on this, they like it, they wish they

     

     

     

    Wish they could have written it. But they are eager to prove these balanced chakra checks, obviously it would be a huge exageration to block this when nothing else is as fun.

     

    They are saying

    It is lovingkindness of buddha, who is like a comma, not

    Kamis..

     

    To say wise things (loving) and be cute at the same time (kindness), one could say semi colon

     

    ;

     

     

    This is the buddhist expression, linking its sources to 天名誉

     

    Me you

    It is giving meiyo, japanese honour, the copyrights are down, yet still published, “soles of goddess sustaining them who live full lives.”

     

    The spiritual force creates this mindfully, it isnt based on a pen drop… so the buddha said just as you said I am not you yet you wish, buddha will tend to be expressed by being and nonbeing but also by cuteness, regardless of the buddha being me, not being me, or being me and others.

     

    If it isnt grace, is it not the planet of the buddha?

    Robotic codes and uneeded math fail

     

    Frss44: Te The:

    hearts untrackable

     

    ______

     

    The heart sutra succeeds when it is translated buddha says these things and is beautiful at the same time, because that beauty is the honey that trickles away and makes these words possible. You are chiselled, not jade but worth more, this is why there are masters but no slaves in the east, and because nothing exists there is no west, only the opening of the buddha eye, your root there united in the cow postures seated in clouds.

     

    What characters will it be written in? These.

     

    The heart sutra is complete for them, it is not them or not them, it is the sculpted angel of the buddha, in its compassionate beauty form as everyone, when there is no one, but now their poses lead back to that truth. Therefore the sages sometimes wrote low numbers and lived without large weights. She is japanese and her only letter is buddha. She is enlightened innocence, its code says all of this, and abides, what of wayfarers? This is math of the east.

     

    She is among you and she is so innocent she is you

     

     

     

     

    I am only looking for wisdom in the world, I am protected, people see me as innocent… but

    Is it because I am wise, or because I am crazy?

     

    I have had good luck, this is true, I have experienced healing. This is true.

     

    My mind can be in a state of confusion at the physical world, but despite this, I am finding real trust in people attesting to respect me, out of liking for japanese, out of experience of healing? Because I have drewdlocks? Out of just cuteness?

     

    I am a baby to this world, I feel the mother in everything and find her, but what I remember from the place before this world is what I give to others.

     

    Jadedness has no place, and it is the worst in people, dividing them over nothing. My views are a river not a rigid pole but even they do not sometimes express enough.

     

    I hold nothing concretely except for the divine unlimited ki…

    I am looking lately at what it is, in people that has bothered me

     

     

    I want to make them soft, and to appreciate shin, the less far they go the more they arrive.

     

    I think you can force your way through life but you can also make it softer and softer… thats the intelligence of the heart, when roots are there.

     

    The people I am most broken from see this in me, I am happy to have gotten them to agree, and realizing if I can make it softer for them they will always benefit.

     

    Softness over time is wisdom, tightening is not true.

     

    You run from hard things, but is your nature to make them soft? You bring peace to the universe through this.

     

    If I can say this of you, I can remember how to love you and how to pass easily..

     

    You are tripping, it is that hardness that you think is there are first but is not. Its like a lion to call it out for that but it is a mind relaxing into itself

     

    They say yang, you are like a river, your family may as well be the seven river winds, earth and sky, you are free and the only next door is our understanding, you relaxed us, you pass everywhere

    Yogic that we are less of a fang against ourselves

     

     

     

     

    This is the strongest of all bees they say, living today.

    She said, and her heart was open.

     

    The bee had been holding onto these secrets. Series of fortunate events.

     

    turtle persistence亀🌨 今の力 [Special thanks to the Bees]

     

    Divine love is like this snow, it is only waiting for stillness, even the stillness of a shaman, under her tree.

     

    祈り

    年配

    甘美

    ボヂ

    持ちで

    ために

     

    メイソン

    賢明に

    年配

    そして

    子供

    1います

     

    Prayer for

    Elders to have luscious bodies

     

    メイソン

    ために

    全般の食べ物

    いただく

    とストレス

    勉例

     

    Meditation for everyone to recieve wholesome food

    With stoner convenience

     

    メイソン

    食べ物

    ストレス

    にとって

    によってヒーローが作成した

     

    Meditation for food for stoners

    Created by Yomo

     

    材料

    代わる

    以て

    より良い

    材料

     

    正式じゃない

    スナック

     

    ingredients replaced by better ingredients in informal snacks

     

    遺伝子組み換えを防ぐ

     

    Aloha

    アロハ

     

    Prevent genetic modification

     

     

     

     

     

    You have already finished this book, but are the roots in place that you can really understand it?

    Only after you finish the book can you buy it

    Every page is like a mountain, the memories have meaning, but all the memories are only reflections of now.

    So much clipped grass falling everywhere, yet the harm is small, grass grows back, it said to me, it is not like pine, it doesnt feel the pain so much, but I grow back, I am the letter weed..

    B weed… come together, always grow back, rejuvenation is the teaching

    In snowfall, it is portals back, everything is divine love; everything is Male female

    Love is before being and non being, so tao is like an oyster when not weighted down

    By conceptions

    I dreamed of a clam as a book at the bottom of the sea

    Its stories always luscious, perles of wisdom… open to the tide

    The paths of that every swirling forest leading me back to natures unreflectable symmetry,

    Every element turned to life, fire is a friend of ice, you are spiritual ice.. every word lives in a kanji

    A kanji lives in every word. DESU

     

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    Helcat
    Participant

    Hi Sara!

    I like your enthusiasm! It took me a while to finish reading it and I might not have understood it all but thank you for sharing. 🙏

    Did you write all of this yourself? Or are they snippets of text?

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