Through movement we know stillness

In this form
The 3rd dimension
This limited consiousness of polarities
We must know and accept both sides of every equation
We desire stillness
But we cannot rest
We move and soon tire
When we are finally exausted by our meaningless endevours
Peace will fall naturally apon us
So giving meaning to meaningless
No effort is wasted
Do what you think you must
And one day the goal will simply appear
It was always there
It is always there
When your ready
The season comes
And the flowers will bloom

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