For all of our yesterdays; for all of us, yesterday.
Flying through the clouds the mists swirl around us, encircle us and yet too define us. Those feelings melt and yet amplify as we soar and glide, outside space and time.
Time doesn’t bind, distance doesn’t confine, space doesn’t contain; feeling creates me and you too. That feeling when we look inside our self and see our feeling, feel our seeing, are our being.
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Funny; almost a year later and that was both the best and the worst trip. Time. All things in time, yes, all things. “Yesterday” brings a smile and a tear to my mind’s eye. Cruelty, beauty. Joy, suffering. Delight, despair. We better know ourselves through the extremes of our experiences, sometimes, if we listen, if we can hear.