The Edge

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The water remembers, its memory does not elapse. Its flow is in constant motion, never stagnate. Gathering up all the love it can possibly hold and spilling it out over the falls. It is in this fleeting decent, that we become aware. As we fall over the edge, our existence is born. Separating from the source, then colliding back into the great river without end.

– Josh Fleming

Image by: Hiroshi Senju

http://www.hiroshisenju.com/

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