The faithful pages of my journals that have helped me traverse across time and space and find my self in a small oyster under the sea and also to find a small pearl in a dark deep forest.
They welcome me and my mind and my souls longing to to know the truth about life. They rescue me from times of depression and sorrow and at times they set me free with no parachute but simply with an open heart for flight.
It is simple to write a program when one has no program in mind…
A beautiful simple program led me through the evening of
CELL EMPTY OF LIGHT.
No coordination necessary when one goes with the flow of the heart and the beat of the Universe surrendering to life.
And each vowel and consonant that come together breath in a reality into KALAM
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