Whispers from the Network — Sam Spratt - Masks of Luci

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380

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Attendee Type

Masked Guest

MID:44%

Category

Canopic

X-HI:9%

747.9102508

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7140.445227

Observation

Listen Lost, Under the story Gift of the giant, Fed by the luminate sun, Striped and bare Party at the tree’s demise, Bettered with destruction, Her beat gets stronger Dot connectors, Order’s house made always whole Last will and confession to spread creation With networked links and marionette wire, Ours was always for her To craft again... Giving tree , ancient benefactor, scattering riches Never lost, only reborn Quiet strength, rooted deep Everlasting, ever giving, springing life Forever

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Response 1

There is no returning to what once was. Safety, Chaos, Hope, is up to you. What is your truth? The success you seek will be what you define and work towards. I hope the success you achieve is in fact what you desire.

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Response 2

We may be a product of what has come heretofor, but to be defined by our history is akin to imprisonment. We need to step forward freely and openly, loving our whole selves, truly forgiving any past misgivings done to ourselves or by others.

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Response 3

Yes! The growth will always continue. What food, thoughts, words, actions do you partake in? Mask, no mask, rules, no rules, does it matter? How will you grow? It’s your choice. Will it be a conscious one?

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Revision

A whisper The forest knows, everything in the forest is forest. Remove your mask. We are one. Without the whole, we are nothing.

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