somehow coming upon this (by surprise!) this morning is like running into us, our younger selves. "disappearing is the destiny of destinies" -- such freedom in this i nearly weep, such a return to a true way of being.
somehow coming upon this (by surprise!) this morning is like running into us, our younger selves. "disappearing is the destiny of destinies" -- such freedom in this i nearly weep, such a return to a true way of being.