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Infinite quintessence, words without meaning, inconceivable in composite forms to elucidate a line, an axis, a nexus to hinge the weight of an ever expressive expansion and contraction, a system developing the stories of our lives, the tongue performs well only through poetic exhalation or musical reverberation will it utter something that we should feel, but cannot define, for the great wind blows from all directions, so that we may experience the creation as it manifests through our very being, this is it.

– Josh Fleming

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