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Awareness rises like tides of the the seas.You are the current within,within the living melodies,the attention beneath these endlessly undulating tapestries whose mysteries ripple outward now,rise upward now,on waves symphonic waves,the currents of your eternal whole.A panorama of magical,mathematical,musical dimension unfolds,in graceful,shimmering flows.Information, nova, like explodes.There are tongues in these trees,angels in these libraries....healing hands to knead the bread of centuries,and mouths of parted lips to breathe warm genes into all these things.So you see letters leaving fragrance on these leaves,these leaves you asked to see.They lived once,you know, budding turning,pages-once-forested terrain-and will live again.For a blue-white water world's refrain crumbles history's walls and lunar echoes sing,"Awareness,awareness, awareness in these worldfalls."Ocean light years pupils deep,opening now,throwing of the tides of sleep.Eyes of fire in fertile,garden-rich terrain-conscious solar flames...streaming starbows' stellar rains...cascading,tumbling...glowing colors falling,freely flowing...swirling round and white-hole-vortex round,spilling deep...into these fields...eternal...fields...fields of stars.<Ken Carey The,third millennium.>/