when we pray for each other, when we say to each other, i love you my friend, and send the love we have for them, it connects us up, between countries and continents we have so many lands, not divided but one mass of earth and water, and we ought to realise and see with our real eyes the truth... one two is the order of the day three four is the normal thing we saw before we localised ourselves into a village because that was a lovely way to live, to give. To settle in one place for any time makes no sense, but to have roots in one area is everything to us, literally the feeling is to have a home within one seasons distance from everywhere we know and go further afield for adventures whenever we like too, to explore and to fulfill our need to know, to find out where we came from before and where we will go soon, step out of the unnecessary gloom we seek for ourselves today, step back and forward, sideways back and forth all day to enter into the realms of the unknown still sewn into the fabric of the realest world we can know, the earth the mother river that flows through it and our love of life becomes our truth. Four, directions, elements, three is magic number, two you and me, one, all, one, is all there is, one thing that we are a part of, one part of a thing that we are. Called only love...
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