We are living beings and living creations, constantly recreating ourselves.
If I write a single word, its
meaning is known, or can be known, by all; yet, as I string words together,
the strings assume a different form to each individual. Similarly, all
individuals have different and beautiful meanings though though they are
composed of the same basic atoms and molecules. The universe is the
same as all are things.
What I have written in my life is my life more than what you would see before you were you to meet me.
The writings are spirit; the body is a
vessel into which they were poured.