03a-ELS Angels of Colors whispering the Nervous System

I can't stop marvel the world I have been given to sight, the sunlight energy which on a rays, stings the pennant flags pealing off and wavering a cascade of streaming rainbow colors. Then, beyond and far into the depth of the universe, volition is quasi building one's soul. the colors between heat and cold, which like pricks in the night sky, the stars puppeteer attached string, of which we are the puppets of the volition of our soul quasi quasar. orchestrating the colors with feathered finger on the strings of the harp, which gets the physique of our body to dance like puppets of our soul.