Look in their living, breathing eyes and feel their vibration.
Notice their pure thought, the impulse of their perspective.
Put your belly to the ground and look into their eyes and see them for what 
they are.
They are huge sand beasts in their own world where they are God.
See things through their eyes.
Then on the next morning, in a mindless rush, hurry out your door and 
crush the monster like a leaf beneath your cumbersome feet.  You can 
mourn all you like, try your voodoo, wish you had those healing 
powers you've talked so much about, wish you were Jesus, curse the 
sky, do whatever, it makes no difference.
You are the drive that comes into and goes out of everything and the 
power that separates the two.

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