The cut, deep, between the Genius and the Feeling. So deep it goes beyond the known of the existing world. This is where I was  born. Where darkness  becomes light. Where all does not have to be seen to be felt….

The way, is always present, for it is never tomorrow or yesterday. Where the object of Obligation rules in this reality. Where all is seen in the eyes, and  heard with every movement, gesture, and syllable. All is understood and irrelevant.  We are all the center of ripples in an ocean of repercussions we never care to notice due to their simple design of transparency. For each of us, ripples of the luminous water. Flowing to the closest loaming to us, as we reflect back to ourselves. This forms the commonalties between ourselves, our surroundings, as well as others. We all Flow in this rift or maelstrom. Conscious or Unconscious?  That is always irrelevant, for it has already happened as soon as the thought crossed the mind. Predestined, or damned to the end for not understanding the power that has been given.  From the one who made Astros and even the deep, Cut….

TMS,777