We are light - an extension of the very stuff of sun and stars. Running is an illusion of form in motion. In truth -we a reach of light beyond form. We run to know ourselves as a play of light against the ground - a shadows game with darkness. In the end only light remains. We are light - our bodies cloaked in the thought of form. Running is our escape to formless. We return to original light. We run - to simply shine.
Peace,
Eric
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