Some words, the special, dominating ones that lift you off your predicament, your concerns and your life’s struggles, is that immaculate life-bread that feeds your soul. And then your conscious is light and not burdened, not an ounce, not an atom of it. Your experience is less cage and is now far more expansive as one who roams freely on rich idyllic lands. Be attentive and listen, then, to those who break your burdens, chain to chain, lock by lock.
R.K










