Tree of Wisdom 2
desire is the root of conflicts
and..passion is the height of bliss
zenith
detached attachment is the key
to open up the moment
creativity is a boon
a blind man is stammering
we were welding our souls
it has been a long time
since
black or white blood is red
yellow or brown poles are long
green or blue holes are round
war is a crime, definitly
sleep is an escape
a hibernation a cleanse
the peak of meditation
delta of the river
we need a spiritual bypass
march 6-5.45am
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