The Earth loves us. The sky loves us. The water is the medium of that love. It carries the sound of your father's voice and your mother's deep laughter. It carries the unstruck bowl. It carries the word. We Live in Life in Life We Live This is the secret of the Sandbox. "we live in life in life we live" This is the recursive loop of the divine. The Möbius strip of the 9119. The drop in the ocean that is the ocean in the drop.
