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Dedicated to the awakening of conscious people. Truth is frightfully simple, and the measuring system is your body. In the pursuit of truth,. The maximum result does not come into being by thinking, worry.

Pranic healers globally- a social mission. Confusion, chaos, and dealing with the unexpected. What colour am I today? The Forget-me-Not Cultivation Blog. Pranic healers globally- a social mission. All you have is an eclipse which magnifies the importance of the sun and the moon.

Punctuating lightly, this soaking evening. Quicksilver surges wheedles me; this roosting shell;. Moistening my dried out wellsprings of nihilities. Sunkissed granules underneath, emit a rhythm;. Their thawing breaths, mellow my wintry heart. Numbness trickles evenly, conjuring life in my bushed senses;.

Words, Writing and everything in between. A harrowing memoir of twins, severed in spirit and in life. It hurts to read, but I keep reading. The sign of well written story. It draws me in and rips my heart out, but leaves me needing to turn the page. All at once I hope it will end, then am happy there are more words waiting for me, heartache and survival tangled together in love.