Love forms the undercurrents of our freedoms:

We are formed in darkness
but informed by Light.
When luster masquerades as Light, or Light itself is gone,
all we have is mastery of darkness and a misinformed idea of what we are.
But transformative perception speaks beyond the balance of Shadows and Light in echo of the thunder which rumbled worlds into being. (E = mc2)
Its timeless intuition presses into us through the practice of one selfless act @ a time. (in recognition of Light)
Small acts consistently practiced echoes a familiarity in us — the luminescence that weaves us again into the heartbeat of Life. (Joie de vivre)

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