The basic form of communication for our body. A language that has no words, and speaks so much. A message that carries everything and allows you to understand beyond time, in the blink of an eye, with one touch.

The most important form of manifestation for the body in a relationship. With the outside world, with the other being, with everything known and unknown.  It triggers a multitude of processes in us. Both by giving and receiving - we open ourselves to an abundance of information that travels at the speed of light to our brains and bodies. Feelings arise, creating broader plans of our existence, the entire system of neural and energetic connections develops. Our world is spinning, full of diversity. We are learning. We get to know. We acquire features, skills, create a space for self-awareness, discover the unknown. We build worlds and get to know their depth. We travel, touching everything that once touched us. Color, color, music, sound, whisper, rustle, gust. The wind, the forest, the lover's hand, the mother's kiss, the whisper of the lake and the wave of the ocean. Everything that once warmed our skin. Everything that froze the blood and heart. It is all that made us what we are. It touched us and breathed life or plunged us into non-existence. Everything that has happened to us has affected us, more or less. Whether we wanted it or not. We experienced.  Delighted by the journey into the unknown, we succumbed to a variety of breaths, gusts, fiery tongues, crazy thunderbolts, and sharp lightning. Words of no return. We experienced.

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And now we are here.
Again we remember that all we are is He.  

We touch without knowing the reason. We touch without knowing the reason. We touch because we can. Because we want more. Because we want more. We touch because life creates opportunities to feel. More. Harder. More euphoric. We lose ourselves in ecstasy touching without limit. Sometimes we're gone. Touching the emptiness of our hearts, we freeze everything. We freeze and freeze. Myself. Friends. Family. We are moving away from each other. We're parting. We lose each other. No chance of recovery.  We are not here. There is nothing.

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And only freedom reminds us that there was once life. Fail-safe Being. For which you do not wait, do not despise, do not enter with your shoes on. Because it is. And it does not require needs, intense attention and morbid jealousy. It is and touches the unknown. Unknown. For whom no poems or poetry are written. It does not savor golden notes and common melodies. Is. And it doesn't. Only softly hugs. Is. And that's enough for him.

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And now we are here.

Again we remember that all we are is He.  

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~ A Touch of Presence ~

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