The paradise of the soul

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Meditation shadowless letters, just rays guiding the scale… Touch, touch, touch that world outside of the laws of physics.

Down and up. Up and down. Alteration movements that create the musicality of the yearnings. Secrets come out of lightning padding of the book: light as a foundation.

Thoughts delve into the letters. Activate and activate that creation out of our common way to deplore or project.

All energy succumbs with loyal yellow sunset, yellow peace. Meditation is the great REST. Return to and the Eden.

Those spots are removed, they think can illuminate, but about light they know nothing. In community we recover the source. Resolutions and miracles. Even-handed actions. Sensitivities.

Picture: Freepik
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