We are each, as the blades of grass in a large meadow in Ireland?
There is no death, only a change of worlds.
Sunday, April 17, 2016
blades of grass
...forward is going back, it's all connected , like a loop, there is no time, actually? :) the past, present, and future, is all one? <3 like looking at a map?.....it travels in all directions?....or as looking at a musical score, all taped together from start to end?... time travels through the song, but you can look at the entire work all at once? :)
We are each, as the blades of grass in a large meadow in Ireland?
We are each, as the blades of grass in a large meadow in Ireland?
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