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Sunday, December 15, 2013

Where's my Christmas angel? Two stars'll hurtle through space and collide. Some of the murky past have appointed themselves moral guardians and now it's too far down the track to pull it back. A breeze of hope blows off the bay. Fight the good battles on your own. Learn the lesson again just in case you missed it the first time. Why don't you turn the tables on life for once? There are a lot of transformational energies. Above the silence we listen to the peripheral. I'm a guru of meditation, light and aura. I chose love over fear.
Everyone's entitled to a viewpoint, even me. Sometimes there's a collusion of unluckiness.

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