" a palpable magic "

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when you have been given access to realms unknown, it behooves you to just take one moment to be still and behold.

it can be a place. like walking into a cathedral in the afternoon, the sunlight streaming in through the filter of massive stained glass panels. or walking into a stadium with thousands and thousands of people writhing in their seats cheering and filling up space.

or looking out from the edge of a massive canyon; the sheer size overshadowing you entirely, and you reset the scale of the world. or slipping beneath the surface of the ocean while waves of saltwater flow over and swirl around you; such a feeling of bliss and contentment to be held aloft and afloat by the sea.

people are like that too. you can find yourself in the presence of someone very special, and they fill you with awe, wonderment, a sense of love you've never known, and a flavor of beauty which you've never experienced.

when you have the opportunity to peer behind the green curtain, to cross over the threshold, so enter a world unseen previous, make the time to be thankful, respectful, and open your heart to it all. a vision and experience such as that is a rare and lovely thing, and the resonance of which rarely loses its power.

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'' thoughts on a sunday afternoon "

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strength, beauty, power, trust, these are not the light-hearted states of being and living that the predominately weak-willed inhabit. we try to stay on task, do our very best, and try to do our best by others. it's this balance between the supposed strengths and supposed weaknesses where we find ourselves defining our truths.

at times we need reminders of our strengths, however seemingly insignificant. the aid of a friend in need, the helping of a stranger find their way, the comforting of someone in need of comfort. as in all of the best most compelling actions, it is in the simple things which resonate the most.

spending time with a friend on a walk in the sunshine, conversing about this and that. making the time to take the time to share the space to be with one another. it is everything good with your time spent figuring it out.

each second of each minute of each hour of each day of each week of each month of each year of your entire life is poetry in motion. the navigation of which will be a constant reevaluation of your values, the system of existing in a certain culture, and the amount of which you will dedicate to a measured integration into the lives of the people in those spaces.

i cannot promise that it will always be evident or as easy as recognition of these people, places, or situations, but i will say when it all comes together, it will be nigh immeasurably rewarding beyond even the furthest expectation. that i can promise.

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" break in the clouds "

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short visits from old friends, the ones which also helped to define you.

it's important to take note of those handful of other human beings who have challenged you, set you on a path proper, changed your way of looking & thinking about something, and always had your best intentions in heart.

these are the anchors in your life. these are the touchstones and the ones you can always count on. find these gems in the world, and it makes being a person on the mantle that much less lonely.

neither distance of geography or length of time will weaken the bond. big ups to you friend, best of luck in all things, and sending positive vibes your way.

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 self-sequestration at home while congested does not strictly mean, you shouldn’t climb out the window onto the fire escape, scurry up the ladder to the rooftop, and feel the icy wind’s long wintry fingers around your entirety. 
 it seems even the film itself felt those frigid talons, as streaks and lifts haunted the serene scene below. 
 as and always, the way down was more frightening than the way up. despite being afraid of heights at most levels, you should do one thing that scares you each day to remain humble, and flex that sense of bravery. 
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self-sequestration at home while congested does not strictly mean, you shouldn’t climb out the window onto the fire escape, scurry up the ladder to the rooftop, and feel the icy wind’s long wintry fingers around your entirety.

it seems even the film itself felt those frigid talons, as streaks and lifts haunted the serene scene below.

as and always, the way down was more frightening than the way up. despite being afraid of heights at most levels, you should do one thing that scares you each day to remain humble, and flex that sense of bravery.

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