time continues to pass in varied forms. last weekend i went up to red feather lakes to visit a friend at the shambala mountain center. the weather changed throughout the day, apparantly the rain follows a certain lady that was visiting. walking around is calming, i confront a bound feeling in my chest...not unfamiliar. the 600 acres of land are open and vast, each step carries weight...sun than rain, than hail, than sun.
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