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Rain
In the eye of each drop, a dream proliferates. Rain on your tongue, or the river at your back. A sky bound mind; life-giving clouds reflect the formation of a thought. Changing. Ever-ranging inspiration within the coming rain. -GKT Continue reading
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Lungs
Trees speak like a man with no name. No ego in their wisdom, nor breadth, nor frame. Wholistic, natural, planetary lungs, Provide us everything. -GKT Continue reading
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The Creative Center
I am eternally grateful, …The creative mind… or the creative center… The infinite depths and expanses of one’s own wonder and self belief. ▪️ The formless excretion of soul and original nature; powered by openness, willingness and courage. ▪️ It… Continue reading




