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July 25, 2019
Orchestrate my dreams: sing to me, play strings and ring bells, let me hear the music of time. And talk to me, reveal shrouded mysteries, explore the unknown, bring me back to that moment when knowledge failed, when exposed paradigms expand exponentially and I can see paths to the future that radiate out like feathers on wings. Let me see that the horizon is a stepping stone to the future and that I am free now to create a new narrative from the knocked down building blocks littered around me, that previously defined and limited my view of timeless infinity.