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Heat pours across the region igniting everything and burning down the moon. There is no respite, no place of coolness. I see that the area where I am to move is filled with triple-digit measurements, scorched by the spears of plasma being ejected from the sun. I can't seem to initiate movement, yet I must do so. No G&B class today to help maintain the movement and the balance. Tomorrow there is movement and a dental appointment to fit the permanent cap in place--the last one on this round of excavation and repair.

The Supreme Court rules and the world consciousness is tweaked and prodded. Some are joyful and some are mad (angry, sad, threatened, and all forms of response). And the earth keeps spinning, the clouds still move across the sky, the wind touches everything.

Time eludes me now! I find myself wrapped in hours, bundled in days. I see no openings. I feel no promptings or mergers of the spirit. I am tumbled onto couches and moved by drifting into the mists of dreams. All happens, but nothing stays! There is final trumpet sounding in the distance, far away from here. We all must heed its call! I am spent and falling, leaving no mark across the sands.

Where does it end? It doesn't! It reverberates forever, bouncing off the walls of time, leaving gouges in the images. It is complete, forever so!