each Snow flake is different Just like each soul is different, and a Signiture all the same. we live in the river of continuity like snow flakes falling into this river. we meet sometime fall in the same place then the river movers a bit more. our Signiture is like a memory in the universe left there each time we pass and rencarnate. over and over across the multitude of space. until we find out that we have past Lives in our dreams and we experience them only in a way we can understand.
look past the nightmare and to the beyond, the meaning of the dream. a snow flake forms different each time but it's still made of the same stuff and that's water. just like us a mixture of trees and mammals we make up our minds of what we are, but we still have water.
water is the key look for its secrets.
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