it's all deceiving - right now, I seem to be separated from rain by a pane of glass between myself and the storm, a window to witness an event apart from my own participation. Yet I am not removed from this at all, I receive the sound of every drop that finds its way against the glass, my view is inclusive to ground, air, and clouds, at no point is there a break in this existence. This moment, finding myself near a window - I am rain, and earth, giving, receiving, a storm of just one thing happening on its own.
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Peace,
Eric
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