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“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.” William Blake

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Her hair an ocean across my pillow

Her scent the air that once I breathed

Her frame contained the beauty of life

Her mind did set me free

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My sacred space

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It's late at night but there's a surprising number of people here, waiting at the underground crossroads for the high speed shuttles to carry them closer to their destination.

I stare ahead at the red and blue tiled wall facing me from the other side of the station. The silence seems bolder against the sheer volume of people, raising within me the familiar feeling of cognizance.

I breathe.

I feel the sideways gaze of the security officer on duty as they patrol nearer to me, the uniform raising subconcious feelings of authority and fear. I close my eyes and feel the invisible thread, the truth that there is something more that binds what is.

As the footsteps approach I open my eyes and look towards the source of the feeling. As my gaze finds that of the officer I'm surprised to find a young woman. Her eyes quickly look away but the space between us remains alive with awareness.

As she passes I can't help but wonder what a difference a gesture could make, how different ones experience would be with a simple nod and a smile. The implication of kindness exists not in the action but the effect. Everything we do seems to reverberate forever, always changing, never ceasing. What it must be like to see how far one reaches.

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the brightest lights IV Sony Alpha 230 w/ Auto Revuenon 55mm f1.4

by Irene M. Amadeo

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Fire tinged her aura that set the world alight

Air spoke her name as the dusk turned into night

Water led her soul from the seeing to the sight

Earth brought her closer made the all a little bright

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A broken sun.

The light that shines within us all,

Brings about the final fall,

With inward strength and will and might,

A broken sun will end the night.

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