Fractions, of time shifting, was due 2 sharing the quintessence, the potency of my world by way of you, the elements, the most untainted, most natural, most sacrosanct of what i could share with you, you can never actually procure them but you discern they are there... time it has taken me to mail this parcel to you, however nature ... she has willed it this way of me ... air, wind, rain, sun, birds, snow, sleet, hail, thunderstorms, storms, heat waves, from my world, my backyard, i 'all' bestow upon you in the appearance of weathered windswept chimes. glockenspiel-ing every time i perceived her concerto, provoked me towards reminiscence… that which i could not observewas there, blustery weather playing her native songs harked back of you, you and the character of wind speed, dancing collectively so liberated,... learn by spirit... you |are| so free, in this life... |you are limitless|

necessitate a souvenir, eavesdrop on the harmony of your free force in these chimes listen in to these chimes and you shall be acquainted with all that I recognize.
Grievance Wind Chimes originated as a method in Feng Shui to increase Chi. The wind chimes need to be made of hollow tubes, and preferably in groups of six or seven. The energy is collected and raised through the tubes, raising Chi (or Ki/kai). Both the elements of wood and metal can be used.

*bows to mahayana* may your Chi be raised, and through your devotion ours also.
florescent light wind chimes
bound to barren tree trunks
whisper harmonious sonnets
to starstrucken crickets
tenderly sighing your name
as I eavesdrop
as I dream
no reason i get to play them! 021212
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flowerock He said he loved wind chimes and always wanted some outside his window, so I bought him some really nice ones for his birthday. He was so happy, I was excited for him to hear them while he slept and when he woke up, while he wrote his stories. He wrote his name on them so his brother would know not to touch them and then kept them in a shoe box under his bed, then in his closet when he moved and had his mattress on the floor. I asked if we could hang them up to hear them, he said he didn;t want them to get dirty or damaged. Sentimental value might be best assigned to things once they have had time to gather memories. holding onto the past before it happens. assuming that the future is coming. what if it's not? be_here_now nowow. each moment with you has sentimental valueternallly. I hope he lives in the present now, I hope someone hung up those wind chimes. I will be sure to hang my respective windchimes. I tend to also "save" things. I want to enjoy them, and save the memories. coming_soon. 140703
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