You can't ever get what you really want. You can only give what you really want. And in the giving, you become it. And you live as it. And you die as it. And there is no difference.
The circle was the beginning of something. Eventually it led me to Jens Jensen's council rings. The bird was literal. We found her on the beach in Pescadero one evening with medicinal light.
I said in class that the drawing on the left was the father of the drawing on the right. I can get behind that.
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