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Waking up hazy and dazed, unfolding and looking around. Having just been curled up on the ground, A cool breeze lightly rustles the nerves, and heavy eyelids blink up and then down..... and up and then down, as the lime green leaves sway and reflect so much colour back, rising and standing weakly. They are dancing, they are shaking, the leaves, they are making such a comforting sound. Birds chirping in high and low pitches, swooping and flying on the breeze, the breeze that remains constant, gently tugging in this direction and that. sweet pollen and honey suckle smells inviting you into the forest for a moment. And the music starts to build, and a heart starts to be filled, regaining strength and looking around and realizing in awe at the majesty of the giant oak and pines, a persons true place in this world, and where we stand now. Thoughts become mixed and drowned out by the music, floating step by step through the waist high grasses , swishing at hips that are gliding seemingly effortlessly through their budding tips in the meadows Lost on the sound of natures song. Blooms and blossoms, flowers catching the eyes, reds, blues, purples, yellows, oranges and pinks, a rainbow mixed in with the sea of green before you, more than one had realized could so easily and so naturally be seen, be held and kept so effortlessly. A cloud passes through, briefly shading out the sun, and the you see the shadows dance on all these natural forms leading the eyes to a formation of rocks, granite boulders in a great heap just up ahead, moss covered on one side with a slight crack off to the other side a person could slip through. And so you do, and you feel the temperature change as you pass through the crack, like walking through an invisible barrier, a pocket in our earths spirit. The crack opens up to reveal a pathway going into the unknown of this heap of granite. Exciting! something new, only nature could carve and stack these stones, just for me to walk through just now. A bit musty, water leaks down from over head. winding and weaving and forking this way and that, after a while you find yourself thirsty. OK, whats that? Running water near by, some where up ahead. As you approach and the sound of the water gets louder, you see the light, another crack shining daylight through for you to see. Making your way there, focusing on the sound of the water, and out into the open sunshine, live water just off to the side, a little waterfall spitting out from the granite forms. A nice cool drink later, and you realize your standing in a patch of cannabis. You notice hundreds of strains you know and love, their smells and colors attracting your every sense. There are no tracks on the ground, no water lines, no evidence of other human activity. The soil is all natural, nothing packed in. Just to be sure you climb to the top of one of the Giant granite boulders surrounding the patch, with the creek running through the center. No one is around, no trails at all, in fact there is nothing but the most beautiful forest around. But how are you here? How did you come to this place? This patch is completely cut off from the rest of the world, encircled by these granite boulders. Over in the corner near the crack you emerged from, something shiny catches your eye. Climbing down, and getting closer, you can read the plaque that says, "To any that venture here, let it be known your true self is contained in this place, that you are lain to rest, and have faced all there is to face." Looking up once more at the crack whence you came, you realize the crack is gone, and all that's left is the etch of your name. Turning back to the patch, family and loved ones start speaking to you, laughing, crying, and speaking every word you ever wanted them to speak. Their faces are in the buds, their voices in the creak. And all at once, you realize you shouldn't be this young, and this place shouldn't exist. Suddenly wisdom and revelation float in on the mist. You breathe it in, just for fun, and you know you have finally gotten here, you have finally won. Time to set out with the sunset on your back, knowing that your dead, and happy about that fact.
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