it's the re-enchantment of the ordinary view, directionless now, and room for always one more thing - seen in a seamless allowing of space to form, and too in that every object simply gives way from thinly held lines, continuous as the whole. Nothing has truly changed, our sight remains in the mundane sense of life in order - yet an openness is provided from our point of observation, aware, and everything seeming to fit in a perfect flow of one. The view is the same, but now we too are added in its belonging, life is seen, and at no point are we removed. There is the world - and we see ourselves in every detail.
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Peace,
Eric
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