This aggregation of consciousness is full of purple, green, and white; Lots of Divine Love. I suspect the French Impressionist Seurat might enjoy this display of cosmic Pointilism. All of this points to an infinite elastic soup of stunning Possibility which we are generally blind to our immersion in. It comes down to: How does our true consciousness choose to express? And how does it choose to relate to everything else? All 4 pictures were taken over the gazebo roof in January and February.