Bells-

The bells create a note, a wave, a perfect organization of chaotic air. Beautifully they harmonize, drifting in and out like the tide. Overlapping, weaving, relentlessly nudging the imagination.

The snow descends with the muffled sound of winter, on the edge of notice, comforting like a blanket of calm and wonder. And the voices, rising and falling, dancing with serendipity, like children on a trampoline in warmer times. When the body is cold, when the world freezes, we must rely on an inner fire.

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I have begun to understand the role of dominance in life, and how I gave up my dominance without notice. I stopped competing in life – a fatal error. Life can be relaxing and fun and worthwhile, but it is always a competition.
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