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all around me i saw/sensed a colorful web. it expanded and contracted/breathed. i felt certain that the web was a mirage/perspective of life/living things. every thread i looked at i felt the presence of an individual unique soul there. i felt like i tapped into the breath of the earth

:O my routine of getting used to routines. i like the way you think. i thought of it as a pattern but pattern and routine are synonyms so yes

not a third of a cup cup but a third of the glass cups we serve smoothies in smh i wish i could edit