Pre eclipse, and hopefully off the naughty step, after a trek to say prayers in the high country- the universe speaks again. D3 A2b

"a whole body of existense, which sat wide within it's own magnitude, with it's own, channels, and through passages, she had bene trying to stand against it , to use , small things to stifle, bigger ideas, she was th edamn, flimsy, now, with things poked and stacked, within the no longe rneeded, and the weight of, it, the whole body of struggle, just to hold a small inch, she had tried but no, the thing had burst, the whole tension had torn her away, to the flotsum and jetsum of where she now stood, like a paper, plane, in an ill draft, that  had risen up with the slightest smallerst merest fluttering of  the wind, and like some asmall, silly child's thing, had bene throughly and delibertely and carelless ly driven away, as if the thing that formed it, laughed, at her daring futility, wa sit all like this she wondered glumyy, this magnitude of existence roiling against out ever small plans, she kne wwhat ever happened next, would eb soemthing beetetr and beyond her, and the only thing eneded, which till now had been the hardest thing to do, was to simply surrneder to it, and get out of he rown way." MB