Back and forth through our whole lives we try to feel special to the awake conscious that is the seat of ego and the delusion of identity. Why? What is the many-pointed rainbow – a starring feature in the prismatic effervescent expression of unfolding awareness (*to quote Derek Rydall)
Why do we leave into fits of forget and travel the same roads , so familiar, but still somehow all that we know or ever knew.
jammns 
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