:: Mystique Mask 344 :: Above myself I am

:: Mystique Mask 344 :: Above myself I am, in the cloud of unexpressed creation. When I wake up, tell me where to go and how to behave, I am tired of a same song playing through the horn of time. Then, let me sit here with the sand in the palm of my hand. I’ll color all in black in my world, open the curtain and blow the sand out over the sacred temple. Light is warm… I feel calm… MM344 by Aca [atza]