All the devastation. It's true. But how life can rise out of destruction. Even destruction. And I feel so alive because I love what I'm doing. When did that become possible? Who said follow your heart, follow your gut. I've been listening to it more often, and I see woven manifestations. Into the Heavens, only the sky? And why shant I believe in God? I believe in Everything. Infinite possibilities of all down to mathematical equations that break down chaotic dance to manmade principles. How beautiful is that? Oh I said it, I believe in everything. Think of the possibilities in that.
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