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Day six

Being kissed by the sun is like falling in love. again and again.
Like recalling the fondest of moments and reliving them in the warmth from which the life star gives.
Like being caught in a dream.
Where reality and imagination embrace, and that moment you are in right now, is the heat of these two lover's skins.
And when you wake from this dream you'll find yourself surrounded by the kindest of bees.
In ever direction, sipping love from white flowers in clover patches.
Smile sweetly. Brightly.
This moment is you and you are this moment.
Never fading.
Ever gentle.
And the purest definition of Bliss...

close your eyes.

{listen to Explosions in the Sky-Day Six and read again, and again, and again, and again...}

toujours. toujours. toujours.