Philosophical Photography, Percontation, Prose, Poetry, Parables and Politics.

Of the clouds, In 2017. We had our own sky. By floating, And creating. We need to clear our visions? Or, we need to clear the clouds? The sky is there. And will be gone no-where,. Until we are gone! What is the ultimate reason. To clear the sky? Or, To clear the vision? What is the sky? What are the clouds? Which ones are mine? And, which ones are thy-ne? Everywhere, so that we care, and its no rare, to include the clouds, in our prayer? Be aware of the clouds! And feel free to in.

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Exactly Like That But Without the Wings.

jag undrar var jag hamnar när jag passerar genom portalen. Passerar ängssyra och genom granris. En vacker sommar bild av en skalbagge, fann jag nu mitt i vintern.