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Our little games and frolics cannot be described with any accuracy, because outside of the moment's happiness, they cannot be understood, as it was a spiritual happiness, existing only in the spiritual realm. All that could be described is the physical actions that were taken because of that spiritual enjoyment, but that would do nothing to describe the feeling of the night. OUR LITTLE GAMES AND FROLICS CANNOT BE DESCRIBED WITH ANY ACCURACY BECAUSE OUTSIDE OF THE MOMENT'S HAPPINESS THEY CANNOT BE UNDERSTOOD AS IT WAS A SPIRITUAL HAPPINESS EXISTING ONLY IN THE SPIRITUAL REALM ALL THAT CAN BE DESCRIBED IS THE PHYSICAL ACTIONS THAT WERE TAKEN BECAUSE OF THAT SPIRITUAL ENJOYMENT BUT THAT WOULD DO NOTHING TO DESCRIBE THE FEELING OF THE NIGHT
then presented itself, with the desert sands and the ocean's still surface reflecting the last agonies of the sun's descent into the underworld with such a subtle emotional undertone so as to render it a subconscious delight. Its recognized superiority to mortal life forms left us all mute and somber, but at the same time the freedom felt from the same gave us joy beyond reckoning. The march to the sea was slow and steady, and when we finally reached its shores it was just at the change of day and night. Several large bonfires were lit and by their light a great communal dance began, everyone jumping around, running, and doing whatever their lighthearted desire may have been. Under stars that shone like the twinkling in a newborn's eye, we had such a joyous time that it can hardly be described. We were no longer within the reach of civility or social duty, but without it we were not mean nor hurtful to one another, but were playful and joyous, like children without a care in the world. ENE AS THAT WHICH THEN PRESENTED ITSELF WITH THE DESERT SANDS AND THE OCEAN STILL SURFACE REFLECTING THE LAST AGONIES OF THE SUN'S DESCENT INTO THE UNDERWORLD WITH SUCH A SUBTLE EMOTIONAL UNDERTONE SO AS TO RENDER IT A SUBCONSCIOUS DELIGHT ITS RECOGNIZED SUPERIORITY TO MORTAL LIFE FORMS LEFT US ALL MUTE AND SOMBRE BUT AT THE SAME TIME THE FREEDOM FELT FROM THE SAME GAVE US JOY BEYOND RECKONING THE MARCH TO THE SEA WAS SLOW AND STEADY AND WHEN WE FINALLY REACHED ITS SHORES IT WAS JUST AT THE CHANGE OF DAY AND NIGHT SEVERAL LARGE BONFIRES WERE LIT AND BY THEIR LIGHT A GREAT COMMUNAL DANCE BEGAN EVERYONE JUMPING ROUND RUNNING AND DOING WHATEVER THEIR LIGHT HEARTED DESIRE MAY HAVE BEEN UNDER STARS THAT SHONE LIKE THE TWINKLING IN A NEW BORN'S EYE WE HAD SUCH A JOYOUS TIME THAT IT CAN HARDLY BE DESCRIBED WE WERE NO LONGER WITHIN THE REACH OF CIVILITY OR SOCIAL DUTY BUT WITHOUT IT WE WERE NOT MEAN OR HURTFUL TO ONE ANOTHER BUT WERE PLAYFUL AND JOYOUS LIKE CHILDREN WITHOUT A CARE IN THE WORLD
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