The Happiness of Flowing with What Is
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Flow like water, rockin’ it, laughing. Meet reality head on. No resistance. No having it any other way. Just what is, right now, with arms and eyes wide open.
Fly it. Fall with it. Feel its might. One dazzling instant transforming into another faster than light, roaring its nonstop cosmic yes.
That’s the song of joy, man. All out joy.
Be it.
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