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The electricity continues to flow through the outlet of the picnic shelter among the trees, and so we continue weekly shelter communications. Breaths through wooden flutes, LFO pattern-wandering, inquiries to knobs and string vibrations, rock-on-log drums, the mysteries of communication abound. Ode to the magic of play and laughter. Offerings that words could not make to spirits inside and beyond us. Discourse moving slow depending on your sense of time. Love is wide and alive. The frogs are roaring too, it's just what they do. If you ask them about it, they will explain it to you. Will you listen if they tell you?