peterfae
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sunofnight posted an update 2 weeks ago
2 weeks ago (edited)
Twas’ a cool and rainy day, the clouds were peaceful grey…the frogs croaked with glee, under happy rainkissed trees. the dreamer stirred in bed, with music dancing in her head, drawn forward by spirit’s lore, she walked through the temple doors…And kairos was, the moment blessed…a sacred move upon the quest.
A story-master driven by…
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And thus was said in prose so fine,
made of kairos, made of tyme
in the spaces most refined
in the wonder most aligned1
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cassandra posted an update 2 months ago
Here I am – working on advise on dream spaces
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And I can talk to myself about it here
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nicely done. I feel us entering the Commonwealth
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