ps. When you can stop, you don't want to. When you want to stop, you can't......................
August 11, 2011
*SHAMBAlove*
The magic was in the trees, and in the ground and blood of all that entered. A jungle of creatures dancing in the sand, by the river, throughout the costumed liViNg rOoM. Hot breeze under the cedar trees. Chillllll. Nonstop smiles, everyone feels the groove, feels it everywhere. The pulse, beat of life, beat of love. Community of souls transform into wild animals as they flock to the village. And pulses unite. Beat as one, big, loud, beautiful, raging. *wOmmmP*
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roll out of tent, get smoothie, dance in the forest, swim in the river, soak up the sun, dance in the sand, boogie til the am. shambalove
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