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Floral Smile
We KNOW how to be happy; we simply refuse to accept the sheer delight of our natural state of existence. We do not need anything from the outside to boost our natural exuberance. We are inherently endowed with an abundance of effervescent joy. Because we breathe, we live in utopia. Smiling enables us to celebrate the life we, sometimes, refuse to acknowledge. Nothing adds to or takes away from the inner serenity we embody. We are infinitely complete. We need not insult or demean our sacred unity by requiring a surplus of flattering input of chattering validation.
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My First Love
We are sensually alive! We are an active participant in the life we adhere to. The divine force breathes through us as a means of finite existence. We are definitively tied to the trees that supply our oxygen. We are the mechanism through which divinity expresses creation in fullness. Carbon monoxide flows from us as the receptacle of infinite circular exchange. We are continuously penetrated by and through the sublime ether. “Sexuality is the highest form of spirituality available to mankind.” Breathe deeply…
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Beneath the Bush
You are secretly showing the world one face while hiding the face of who you really are identified with on the inside. The inability to release old ways of pretense to move into uncharted ones is attached to the naturalness of learning how to be you without putting on a show to please. Will you dare stop yourself from doing and saying the things people expect you to say? Can you forfeit the chance to be seen a really NICE person? Do you have the courage to risk being labeled someone who doesnï¿¿t give a damn? You must answer these questions. You must find the resolve to make them a part of your everyday existence or remain locked in a world of private hell. Hide not your light beneath a bush. You are who you are because of who you are. No need to be defensive when you have nothing to defend. Come out; come out wherever you are…
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Capricious Personality
As artists, we gloriously embrace each day with a renewed sense of vigor, vitality and creative ingenuity. We dance on the ceilings; jump through ocean size hoops of wildly inflamed doors. We grow sensually younger by the moment as we engage our deeply repressed talent in the course of the hour doing what we are so passionately driven to do. We shout with unending fervor in joy unsurpassed as we allow the sacred sublime sexual creative instinct move us into worlds of unimaginable “yet to be expressed” splendor. On the blank canvas does the abyss of our lives empty itself in a radical transformed spectrum.
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