The Language of Sheep

We can log it in our minds, we don't need paper or pens for this language, for this language is universal, this language within us that has been around for..gazillions of years. This language needs no label nor an introduction, for you already know the language I am speaking of, without even knowing that you know.

And that is the magik of this language, it works without force and has a rhythm of its own.

This magikal language that has no beginning nor an end; we could call it, the language of sheep; the language of wolves, the language of sex, the language of me, the language of you.

What good is verse without chorus?

Everything connects through this language. We are all connected, in a shifting web of cosmic blankets. And we can spread this language, this language of sheep, either through words - spoken or written, through photographs, paintings, sound, song, or symphony; lyrical symphony. It is this language of the spirit; our true nature, that longs to be fed;

The language of the soul. And she longs to speak..

And she speaks to us from the heavens; from the heavens to our hearts, 

and her love; her language; her magik, is real,

for real love, glitters in the dark.

Open up your heart, open up your heart, to magik, to beauty, to truth, to finding what it truly is that you seek.

Open up your heart, to this beautiful language that we call, of sheep.

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