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[Tree Hugger]

Hello Seekers
If you seem to dance to your own music, does it really matter if the world considers you out of step?


Someone has to be the simpleton; the fool, so let it be me.
Let the whole world think I am a dreamer because my mind traces patterns in the stars, and the constellations walk across the pupils of my eyes.
And someone has to hold up the simple starfish and then point up to the galaxies, and someone has to hear the voice of God in the wind, so why not me?
And while the world looks for the complex answers, I see the simple ones, and while they scan with electronic eyes, I have seen the universe within, which is the other end of the child’s kaleidoscope. And when they strain to look at the top of the tree, I see the answers are plainly carved in tiny letters at the root.
And the answer is so simple, it is missed by the wise of the world, even if it’s all around, they can’t see it.
So let them think of me as the jester with three- pointed hat, but what wonders await fools.
Their laughter fades into the splendor that is the glorious and formless Mind of Intelligent Infinity, and their derision melts under the influence of love, for I have seen the mathematical genius who taught the spider sacred geometry.
All the secrets of the universe are written in the language of the trusting heart, and given to simple seekers, who find the largest truths in the smallest things.

Tree