"Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for." — Hopi elders
Whats in a sliver of light
that makes me think of
lasting impressional amplitudes
seeking fulfilment in the fray,
distorted self denying systems
lost in a maze of conciousness?