Echoes of spirits and mists #thoughts by Theodore K. Nasos

As the eagle glides effortlessly through the swirling mists of the mind, it encounters echoes of ancient wisdom whispered by the spirits of the elders. They speak of a time when humanity lived in harmony with the natural world, when peace flowed like a river through the collective consciousness of all beings. When loved existed.

They speak of a time when the bonds of division and conflict were dissolved in the radiant light of care and understanding. They spoke of hope.

But amidst the cacophony of current existence, the echoes of this primordial wisdom have grown faint, drowned out by the relentless drumbeat of fear and uncertainty.

Yet, even in the darkest of times, the eagle remains steadfast in its quest for peace, its unwavering gaze fixed upon the distant horizon where the dawn of a new era awaits.

In the heart of the psychedelic realm, where thoughts intertwine like tendrils of smoke, the eagle encounters souls adrift in a sea of confusion and doubt. They are seekers of truth, wanderers in search of meaning amidst the chaos of existence.

With wings outstretched, the eagle extends a gentle invitation, inviting them to embark on a journey of self-discovery and enlightenment.


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