Meaning can be beauty.
Meaning can be unbeauty.
It is and isn't where you find it.
Here and now, then and there, no matter.
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Stretch out on the veranda of the day. Relax on the local crust. Unbind your mind.
The other thing
Turn down the noise in your life and let the wind enter your ears. You will find you can stop in time. Notions are fleeting, memory is a tool.
Opening the door and letting airsand flood the room.
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