once upon a time


Atmospheric ice crystals, blankets of snow, steam, fog, water, cycling through forms like the one we sense now. Things naturally continues to play.


So what if the choices you appeared to make were not anyone’s to begin with, Heart can not be other than fine, the flavours of thought have no bearing on our true identity.


Things can only seem this or that and even these can be understood as no longer right or wrong, just movements in the over all truth and really could not be other.

About nessung

Appreciator of nature's underlying peace and promoter of pausing to notice this now.
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