Well, I haven't been on here in ages, so I kinda missed the Christmas version too ^^
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I replied in another thread of mine about 2 "songs" from Simon Turner which i found very soothing, and even strengthed by it in difficult times: almost bliss and bliss.
Maybe it will help someone in their "journey".
Some text from it:
Your outburst of despair may have shown that you're not in despair at all.
If you despaired you would be death.
You can't give up. This is no time to play lonely.
If you preserve some feeling for yourselves.
You will see a new foresakeness.
A shimmer of the cause.
Cause.Yes.
The world exists. And no other can replace it.
But stop breaking your hands about being and none being.
Being is, and can be thought about,where as none being is unthinkable.
The most you can do is breathe about it.
Nor is far from here.
Let what is happened between you, be your last conflict.
Let's what just been said, be unsaid.
A producer of light.
Take that image with you for your further journey,it will show you the way.
Don't complain about being alone, be even more alone.
Hardship provides a home.
Back there in the pitch darkness a pond is shimmering.
Back there beyond the tombstones ,the pyramids are shimmering.
.
The sun will beckon you on.
It will help you.
The one thing i can promise you is nature.
The only reliable promise.
In nature nothing is ever finished.
As in the world of games, where it must then be asked: and what now?
True, nature can neither be a refuge nor an escape.
It provides a model and a measure.
But the measure must be taken each day anew.
A yellow butterfly gives warmth to the bloom of the sky.
A treetop is the true weapon of liberation.
Who says that failure is inevitable?
Dont listen to the gasps of the dieing.
They lie.
Think it over.
Your war is behind you, isn't it?
So shore up the peaceful present and show the calm of survivors.
The eye is calm.
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