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March 16, 2013
We can wonder all we want, fondle all we feel in the heat of undoing primal matters ascribed to the patterns we've created to fashion our place of being, our place of security, but then it comes to its own confrontation with all the revelations begotten when diametric energies carouse the doorway, as nimble fingers explore the passage from the viable light where all is seen as the world we know and accept, and the vital insertion begins its viral attack, then the means to fuel intent drain away, and all that motivates us to fill our lives crumbles deliciously.