April 21, 2009
As the eagle soars through the astonised trees of life, the eyes to which we see upon are opened, with light like no other. The joy to break open, the air relinguished upon are skin, like no other thing we have experienced. To be free of ourselves, we are finding the life, the nature that is held
captive inside our bodies, it is our soul, it is the world.

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