Tides bewildered, Dolphins jumping ship. Time fractured and perhaps alway been. Days are illusion markers of tides of human depth. Of that in which we can digest at this point in our human evolution. As our soul sits inside perplexed at the experiment of humans free will, planning our return, we strive to be our best self in a world of overall tides of oppression, knowledge suppression and human indignity. ~  Reverend Crystal Cox