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"Surreal and poetic reflections on life and imagination... told in 3rd person through the dreams and adventures of two beings, Sa and Atee." 

Saturday, November 7

Number Twelve

Sa and Atee awoke at the same moment. The suns were rising, the trees began breathing, the critters on the floor awoke from their own dreams.

Sa and Atee blinked their eyes but did not move. They both felt a prayer move through them, the whole forest was awaking to this same praying.

The boundary between object and subject vanished as the tremendous energy embraced all of this hemisphere with a loving hug. As its arms released, Sa and Atee's wings began to flutter. They were gently nudged out of the tree and glided softly into the open sky. The whole sky was theirs to explore. All of the world had now awakened and

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