The White Feather
The White Feather: Spirit’s Signpost | SynchronicityXP
WELCOME TO OUR CIVILIZATION
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STUDY FOR A SESSION
STUDY FOR A SESSION. The shack we stayed in was basically cut into the cliff right on the waters edge, about 20 feet above sea level. Apparently the boys had stayed there in the same place year after year, it
PURPLE MOON (TWO WEEKS AFTER)
After another long day of adventures along the coast under the hot sun, we had retreated back into the attic room looking over the bay. The air was cool and crisp and the moonlight shimmered across the water. We closed
SHOW DOWN WITH A SHOW-OFF
SHOW-DOWN WITH A SHOW-OFF. It was a fresh feeling in the evening, and the vibe serene. We were hanging out at the entrance of a tall building, admiring the scenery from ground level. It’s that time just before the light
THE WHITE FEATHER
THE WHITE FEATHER. The white feather seems to show up every so often at very auspicious moments, sometimes with unbelievable precision. The kind of precision that cannot possibly be a coincidence or a freak occurrence; rather, it is an interface