So many things get in the way of real thought, and true emotion. Things that don't matter at all. Things like a house, and things like a car. Gadgets, and gizzmos. Work, homework, building an airplane, riding a bike. Or other stuff that seems important, like polishing that image, and sculpting a six pack. The constant humm of life and it's distractions.
Slow down.
Stop.
What do you feel?
Do you see this moment, or have you looked past it already?
Can you hear you?
Can you hear me?
Can you feel the music?
Then why aren't you dancing?
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