Welcome to the Cloud
You were here already; you've been here the whole time. It's your cloud as much as mine, from birth to death.
I love clouds, fog, rain, mist . . . usually.
I love clouds, fog, rain, mist . . . usually.
Hevel of hevels, says Qohelet, hevel of hevels; all is hevel. What happens is far and so very deep; who can find it out? So much fog, says Qohelet, so much fog, all is fog. Smiling in the clouds.
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