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Trudging Through The Revolution

According to Webster’s dictionary, Revolution is the action by a celestial body of going round in an orbit or elliptical course,  completion of a course (as of years), a sudden, radical, or complete change, and a fundamental change in the way of thinking about or visualizing something a change of paradigm.

I like how all the different meanings coalesce and vibe off each other. Time and movement can inform change in action and in philosophy. The times we live in now show us how history impacts the present and how different perspectives inform the shifting of our future.

It is not an accident that a Lunar Eclipse is occurring this year on America’s birthday. While the entire planet is in major transition, so many look to the US for answers. The US or ” us ” is a hot mess right now, but has been for many decades. It just takes humans awhile to collectively take notice.

I must say I am fortunate to be born here. I realize that my ancestors may have all perished if this country was not open to them. My incarnation into my present family may not have happened without the colonization of the Americas. Yet, this process was brutal, barbaric, and we still live with its wounds today. The slaughter and cheating of indigenous people to take their land, the cruel enslavement of Africans to work the fields, so much damage has been done here.

I live in Philadelphia and went to college here.  I worked for the City of Philadelphia for close to 20 years. I have lived here most of my life. I am very much intertwined with this experiment in democracy. 

There is a magic in Olde City, the original US Capitol. The energy is still palpable. The people who came together were all flawed, but they wanted to build something enduring that was a step up the evolutionary ladder. My time in Baltimore last summer ( which I still have yet to write about) led me to a newfound interest in the Revolutionary era and my mini-vacation this March led me to new epiphanies about this time period.

I am taking advantage of my time at home by watching Hamilton on Disney+ and reading Return of the Revolutionaries: The Case for Reincarnation and Soul Groups Reunited. Both the film and book are lengthy but definitely interesting. I wanted to see Hamilton for some time, but the expense was out of reach and I have lost my enthusiasm for theater. When I heard I could see the film at home for $6.00, I knew that this was within my price range! I have watched about half the film so far and it is energetic, highly original, and diverse in music and cast. I know little about Alexander Hamilton and will do some research if I enjoy the film at its conclusion. I was hoping it would teach me more about the founding fathers, but mostly I am noticing the wonderful songs and choreography.

The Return of the Revolutionaries is a book that describes the links between current personalities with those living here during the American Revolution. According to the author Semkiw, many are influential entertainers, thought leaders, and politicians. Semkiw claims to be the reincarnated John Adams and has a theory on how souls look very similar over lifetimes in terms of facial symmetry. The photographs provided are numerous, with many pointing to marked similarities in appearance. While it cannot be proven, it is fascinating to consider the soul group coming back now to live again and make a difference in shaping current society. I wonder if many of my soul group are part of the WordPress family?

While I have not had any visions or dreams to suggest to confirm my theory, I think it was likely that I also lived during the American Revolution right here in Philadephia. Many of the founders were astrologers and I do resonate so much with this city with distinct flavor and energy. I do not think I was anyone of note, just another soul walking the Earth during those unsettling, critical times. I have several friends and some family I could visualize in colonial days. My interest in Quakerism also speaks to this linkage. I lived in Reading PA as a child and felt at home there. I chose to return to this area to go to college and remained after graduation. It is just a feeling that has been building inside of me. I know it does not really matter now, because future, past, and present are just constructs we use to make sense of linear time.

I do see my country as a microcosm of Gaia in that is a place created as an experiment of sorts that attracted in so many diverse souls of various frequencies and ways of being. I pray for my city, country, and planet that I call home for now. May she not just revolve around the time and space, but may she live up to the intention of a more perfect union, one of unity, freedom, equality, and peace,

With plenty of love

Check this out: I just found this video from Marianne Williamson with her Fourth of July Message. In it she speaks about the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution and why they matter so much today. According to Semkiw, Marianne is the reincarnation of Abigail Adams, the wife of John Adams. The video is very compelling in light of this connection:

Litebeing’s Energy Update

What if it is really all okay ” underneath it all “, whether we enjoy, judge, understand, integrate, or resist the experience?  About 30 years ago, a young man I was very smitten with, took me to one of his favorite bars. It was an awkward evening and my time with him proved to manifest plenty of awkward moments ahead. In any case, I found him to be wise and confident and took him waaay too seriously. But he said something in the bar in Upper Darby that still rings true now ( and oddly enough,  I still remember it!) He simply told me, “life is here to experience. ” That sentence seemed a bit radical to me then, but not unpalatable or easily rejectable. We did not use words phrases like 3rd density or clear our fields but we were part of a  group of friends who studied The Course and other spiritual teachings. I was down with his concept as long as I liked the experience. It is not designed that way.

I did not plan to write about that meeting in the bar. A lot more was said that evening, but that’s not fit for blogging! This story is included because I am working on relying more on my gut and intuition, using my intellect more as “backup. ”

This is my energy update and the forecast is stormy and humid with a chance of magick.

On previous layoffs, I have struggled with how to best spend my time. Often I was required to apply to jobs weekly as a condition to receive unemployment. This go-round there is no job search requirement. I look inside myself daily to determine what is meaningful, fun, and perhaps healing and/or geared towards awakening? I realize that this timeline we are in is so unusual and I want to use it well or have Source use me well. I hit a recent snag right after the Mercury station when my former manager asked me to come back to the office and hand in my keys and laptop. I became acutely aware of how much resentment I have accumulated towards him. This stems mostly from my disappointment that he was not the person I imagined him to be. This pattern often shows up when I compose a narrative around someone I hardly know and it turns out to be incorrect.  I wanted him to be the creative, thoughtful, reflective person that I saw initially. He ended up treating me poorly and displayed anger, deceptive maneuvers, and condescension. I see my disappointment causing a strong aversion to meeting with him again. I do realize that my actions have also colored his interactions with me, but it still stings. I am considering writing a letter to him as a way to release my emotional baggage. This is a therapy technique I have used often in my work so I figure it can assist me in letting go of the past and accepting him and each moment as it is.

Almost 4 months into lockdown, my body has been suffering for most of it. Today I can report the “cold ” is improving, my toe hurts less, my skin inflammations are almost gone and my GI tract is rebounding from whatever happened yesterday. I wonder if I welcome illness to avoid responsibility or simply become unwell as my body works to rid itself of all the low frequency thought and experiences I take in? The answer could be neither or both, I do not know.

In any case, I am pleased to say this quarantine has not been just one extended sick day. I have noticed more lightness and laughter and have become more grateful for what I have and the people that I love.

I am also grateful that hydrangea grow outside my bedroom every other year. There is some regularly scheduled beauty in my world. Lovely hydrangea, there is a reason I choose you as my gravatar image.

Synchronicity Central ~ Friday I was getting breakfast at Dunkin and going there reminds me of life pre -COVID. On the way, I noticed a small green grasshopper/ cricket accompanying me on the passenger mirror! He looked just like the one from a couple weeks ago. I turn up the radio and enjoy cruising with this supercool companion! Later in the ride he migrates across the windshield. I did not have a chance to take a photo but he was similar to the cutie I found at the grocery store. While at the drive-through, I  have a worry about catching Covid after the cashier is not wearing a mask and become anxious. After I leave Dunkin I  turn the radio back on.  An instrumental tune entitled Immunity begins playing!  I am thinking ” wow, instant messaging, guide-style, yes!

Many talk about how it is more likely that our physical bodies move back and forth between 3D and 5D. I cannot speak for anyone else, but my ability to tap into Source has increased significantly during social distancing. Telepathy is more frequent and easily confirmed.  The higher vibes usually occur when my mind is quiet and observant. Regular meditation via Headspace is one habit I intend to keep!

The bloom shown above is smiling. You will smile too if you read the announcements below. Please take a peek to get the latest scoop. Let me know how your energy is flowing?

Announcements: 

Save yourself ~ If you are writing online, remember to save your work regularly. WordPress lately has this tendency to highlight and delete all my text. It happened again today while posting here and I did not save my work. I prayed for a solution and somehow autosave must have been operating, despite no indication of it under the Revisions section of the Editor.

Pay it Forward Deadline ~  I am enjoying reading for you and am glad to have a few more “in cue”. If you are still on the fence about getting a reading, decide by July 1, 2020.  Please contact me here to book your free reading. Join the fun! Please contact me also if you want to write a Testimonial about a past or recent reading. The Testimonial page is getting a needed overhaul, waiting for new reviews. Thanks in advance for all the love and support!

Retro works ~ My intention during this Mercury retro season is to publish some posts “vacationing” in the drafts bin. I have been procrastinating writing anything complex and/or lengthy, waiting for my ideas to marinate. I see some of my material to be “timely” so I hope you can support me by encouraging me ( either actively or energetically) to bring this material out in the open.

Namaste dear ones

Refreshed and Rebooted

I did not expect to return here so soon, but here I am with a recommendation. Last night through early morning was another dark period. I developed a headache, congestion and a cough. I went to a sad place with fears of COVID and annihilation. I slept restlessly, plagued with short, dramatic dreams and “visions” of souls on the astral? ( not certain.) I rested a good while in bed, telling myself I can sleep as long as I want. Why do I have this recurring worry that I have something important to do? Nowadays I have less to do than I have in a very long time.

Peace has come upon me once I took my temperature and noticed the cough has not escalated. I wonder if part of the reason I get symptoms so often is because of my empathic abilities. In any case, I feel less anxious and much more grounded. While still “unwell “,  I am not catastrophizing.  Rather, I am sitting with the peace.

Lorie Ladd is my latest go-to YouTube person. A few bloggers have posted about her and one of my offline teachers also follows her. I watched a video about her journey last night and I related to her strongly. I find her to be down to earth, enthusiastic, genuine, and nurturing. I just like her! After watching some of her videos, I noticed my confidence return. I felt like someone actually sees me now, without judgment. Perhaps her heartfelt message contributed to my reboot.

This video is her latest energy update. It is informative, straightforward, and delivered with grace. She is natural and vulnerable and I can tell that she really cares about waking us up. I do not guarantee you will agree with me, nor does that matter. I feel led to share her message and to thank my lovely blogging community.

Thank you all for doing what you do, be it poetry, painting, prose, photography, reblogging, or just speaking your truth in a unique way. We all make a difference and are stronger together. I do not always agree with every idea I read or hear, but I respect the intention to spread consciousness.

Namaste, litebeing

Green Butterfly/Symbols the Sequel

Happy Friday from couch central. I have been home for over three months and am finding life stranger and stranger. Today has been challenging. But Tuesday was magickal.

I have noticed old events repeating, which some may label as unpleasant. My car was damaged on the right side a few days ago by a hit and run. Different car, but this happened a few times already ( 2017, 2018). I have injured my toes, first on the right foot, and now on the left. I did a “bang-up job ” on the left pinky toe, all bruised and very painful. Yes, I have done this before, most notably back in 2018. I did it over and over for a few weeks back then.

The fun began this morning as my former manager contacts me to come in next week before my coworkers return to hand in company property and retrieve my stuff. He says he wants me to come in early due to social distancing. The real reason is he does not want me to speak to my colleagues, even though I was laid off and did nothing wrong. Today a neighbor called me ” the craziest neighbor” after I asked him not to walk next to me without a mask.  That stung, but I am not crazy, just conscious. Then I spotted 2 strangers walking around my car and parking lot suspiciously.  These events have sparked old wounds and triggered anger and fear. I feel attacked and I have also inadvertently hurt myself. It is eclipse season, with Merc retro and solstice upon us, but my 5th house of fun is highlighted, ha!

 

 

Well, there was some fun on Tuesday. I chose another symbol for Spirit to bring to me : a singing frog. He did not show up on Tuesday. On Wednesday I went to my FB feed and a friend ( who is a psychic) posted she was feeling froggy.  She then posted about frog symbolism.  One meaning of frog is finding opportunities during transition. Yes, that applies.

I commented on her post about my wish to see a singing frog. She then referred me to her profile picture and voila, my singing frog! I did not know about this animated character before. I did dig up this article about the urban meaning of a singing frog.

Here is the definition: A Singing Frog is the occurrence in which your attempt to show someone an ongoing symptom/ issue is squandered due to its coincidental absence. The post gives examples of signs that do not occur when you want to show someone else. It reminds me of why I sometimes write about my cosmic encounters, to document that what I observed really happened.

Which brings me to my little visitor. On Tuesday before the FB encounter, I was returning to my car with groceries feeling stressed. I noticed a tiny grasshopper on the trunk. I was excited and needed proof:

This photo was enlarged for detail, he or she was about 3/4 of an inch, if that. Later I returned to my car once home. I was doubtful but had to check to see if grasshopper( or cricket? ) had ridden home with me. He was still on the car, having traveled towards the passenger mirror. I did not have my phone on hand, but was fine just taking in the moment. I had a passing thought that my car is being protected, that all is well. The projection here is that I desire to be protected. My world does not feel safe and every time I cough, I worry I will get sick.

I realize I have been experiencing woo for decades, but I need to feel connected now more than ever. Over this 3 month period, I  experience loneliness, dread, and anger rising up. The manifestation of animal medicine or the appearance of images suggested as “an experiment” are needed for me to keep going. I need support to keep me from descending into a dark hole, can you see? We all must do what we can to reinforce the drive for self-preservation and to move closer to hope and the light.  May the light of universal love carry us when we cannot walk on our own.

HAPPY SOLSTICE TO ALL!

Green Butterfly

So here’s a quick and dirty tale about an experiment that worked. I needed a miracle and this one came with a twist. I have been watching a few videos on channeling and spiritual guidance. The teacher suggested asking simple questions and waiting for the answer to arrive. She said it often comes in an unusual or unexpected way, but you must ask something. So I thought to myself “okay, I have nothing to lose, why don’t I ask for a sign? ” I decided to ask for a visual image rather than ask a question. Yesterday I wrote down on a notebook to have my spirit guides show me a green butterfly on that day.  It did not happen. I questioned this choice afterwards, wondering if a green butterfly was feasible. I chose that color because I figured it would seem less random if it was an odd color. I see butterfly images often on social media so I wanted this to be more unlikely.

While there was no green butterfly yesterday, I became enthralled with this new Netflix series Unorthodox. It is about a young Hasidic woman who flees from her marriage and religious community. It is quite provocative and I watched most of the series in one day. It was strange to learn I watched part of it out of sequence. I watched the final episode instead of the third episode by mistake. This was really strange, but it happened. I decided not to watch anymore because I knew the ending.

Today was a day filled with symbols. I had very vivid dreams, one which involved multiple cats. I woke up in a good mood, which was a blessing. Later that morning I saw a couple deer outside my window. That was nice. After running errands, I returned home and decided to go back and watch episode three. I am so intrigued by this story and was hoping that seeing the “missing episode” would fill in some blanks for me. Towards the end of the episode, a relative of the protagonist’s husband breaks into an apartment. He moves around room to room. He goes to a bureau to go over some papers. Above the bureau is a fabric wall hanging decorated with butterflies. I was stunned to discover that one of them is green! I paused the show and focused on the butterflies. One was definitely dark green.

So here’s the thing: The guides delivered the goods and that is cool. But what about the delay? I thought I was watching the 3rd episode yesterday and would have seen the green butterfly if I had. I could have gone back and watched it but I chose not to. One could say this story is more interesting this way. I was disappointed when I did not get my answer during the stated timeframe but not surprised. I had few expectations. I considered asking for something new today but did not follow through. If you have any idea why it happened as it did, please reply in the comments. With all that is happening in our world, it was comforting to have confirmation that I am being watched over and my guides are listening. But it was very subtle and a bit confusing. Maybe I will try again tomorrow.

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Here and There

I wonder if I am alone in feeling like time is slipping away and I have yet to unpack March. I do not really think I am the only one out there with this issue, but I am still highly sentimental and tend to take my time letting go.

Back in the winter, I decided to leave a scarf in my car in case I would feel cold while driving. We have reached close to 90 degrees recently and that scarf is still waiting in the passenger seat. The question is, is it waiting for me to bring it inside or waiting for winter to return? Let’s face it, in the blink of an eye, the summer will be over.  To quote Game of Thrones ” Winter is Coming! “ In many regards, winter never left. My work laptop idly sits on the dining room table, unused since April. I have no clue when my office will reopen and I will return to clean out my office space and hand in the keys and laptop. Perhaps once this happens I will be totally separated from my former employer. I wish I could have worn that scarf at least once. I also wish I could have my personal items back and be rid of the laptop, a reminder of another company with financial problems, using layoffs as a way to survive.

And yet, my intuition tells me that everything ought to remain as is, for now. I cannot say why ; I just feel it. I continue to learn how to be more okay with “what is”, especially when it causes discomfort or sadness. There is peace to be discovered in the alignment with NOW. I am not being all New Agey, I really do believe this. While little me is usually pissed off or impatient, higher self is totally down with taking life as it comes on its own terms.

Spring green has been replaced with summer green and that will have to be enough. I am excited to show you photos taken over the past few days ( including today). I had thought I had already shot some roses, but none made the cut. Hydrangea bloom about once every 2 years and 2020 is the year, woohoo!

As you take in the imagery, make some time to focus on the opalescence of the hydrangea,  the play of light and color contrast. If not now, when right?

Transparently Yours

I could have written this today. May you find peace in this moment.

litebeing chronicles

Life requires courage, only the bold can continue to breathe in and breathe out. Existence on planet Earth, not for the faint of heart. Walking the path is the hero’s journey only. Cowards need not apply here. Fear is never far away, only a nuanced, inkling separates the being from the trap of despair.

Nature has its own secrets, only for the properly initiated. The rest of us counts the seconds, minutes, hours, between the first squeal and the final gasp. Linear time is a game that is tempting at first glance. And yet, the only way out is to quit playing.

The ocean is no joke. Either you learn to ride the waves or the waves ride you. Power is the ability to influence and Gaia’s a powerful mistress. Obey the silent cry within, never stray far from your truth, your core. Otherwise you may find your essence scattered…

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Pattern Literacy: A Guide to Nature’s Archetypes

Another glorious post from Dana. I am more and more observant of nature and her patterns. This post takes you on a visual and historical journey. Enjoy!

The Druid's Garden

The unfolding of the bramble ferns in the spring always feels, to me, like the unfolding of worlds. The tightly packed fronds, formed at the end of last season and dormant all winter, slowly emerge, uncurling so slowly that you can’t see it happen, but if you come back later in the day, you can see clear progress.  I like to meditate with these ferns, as they connect me to the deeper energies of the cosmos.  The unfolding of the fern frond, there in my backyard, is the same pattern as the Milky Way galaxy in which we all reside.  It is in this sacred pattern that I can see the connection to all things and connect with nature deeply.

Sacred Spiral in the Spring Ferns

This post is a follow-up to a great conversation about wildcrafting one’s own druidry that members of the Ancient Order of Druids in America…

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Gemini Dream

I am happy to report that my mood and attitude have improved for the past few days. Meditating daily using headspace has made a difference. I have also participated in a global meditation yesterday as well, thanks to Alia. The accompanying video is uplifting with glorious music. Check out Alia’s blog for more details as this meditation is still happening.

Today’s eclipse is on 15 degrees Sagittarius, near my Venus in my 10th house. The Gemini / Sag polarity is about information, religiosity, ideas, philosophy, teaching, and communication, among other things. This Gem sun – Sag moon combo can produce a slick, fanatical salesman/woman type with lots of bluster and pretty words. Words do matter as well as how we use them. Venus in my 10th house points to the value of public life. At least that is one interpretation that speaks to my current situation. Doing as astro consult on Wednesday was wonderful as I was able to hear someone derive meaning from my words in real-time.  I have another lined up and invite you to join the party! These readings are free. Click here for the details.

Yesterday I began a volunteer job and it is very exciting. It happened very quickly and rather organically. More will be revealed in due time, but let’s just say that I thrive when I feel useful. I realize one’s worth is not defined by doing anything, but I like being part of the healing collective, the souls who find meaning in service. My face and hands are improving slowly and I have fewer aches and pains. My emotions are still raw and my patience is lacking, but I am noticing an improvement in my outlook. While I enjoy leisure and would never be called a workaholic, I have 2 planets in Capricorn and Venus in the 10th. Moreover, Saturn is the traditional ruler of my chart. For me, this manifests as loyalty, duty, and productivity, an antidote to my lazyish Pisces south node ( where I could escape into books, tv, and video games for days).

My dreams have been odd, but I attribute to my delicate nervous system adapting to a chaotic new “normal. ” I will not predict how this Strawberry Moon lunar eclipse ( the 1st of 3) will fare, but it does coincide with Trump’s luminaries. Please consider a free reading with me for a look at your near future and/or adding a testimonial for a past reading for my Testimonial page. I am revamping it so it will be more user friendly when I step up my Astrology practice. Dream well and communicate with love.

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Fight Injustice Without Hate

I really truly thought I knew myself better. I expected to weather this isolation period rather well. I am an introvert at heart, that loves lingering in books, with solitude and the old oak tree as a backdrop. I figured once the shock of my layoff wore off and my benefits were established, I would discover some joy within and thrive with all this newfound free time. Well, I was mistaken. The perpetual conflicts I encounter with others continue in my pursuit to receive the benefits I worked hard to acquire. I pay taxes and I have worked very hard over my lifetime, often in psychologically toxic workplaces. My last employer should change its name to Clusterfuck. Yup, I just wrote that sentence. Anyone still wonder why my blog is anonymous?

My health is now showing the delayed result of my anger and pain. I have skin eruptions on my face and hands. It is painful and feels like extreme sunburn. Anger often is a response to hurt. Yes, I do feel hurt. Along with grief, rage, sadness and some hatred. It is unclear anymore which is mine and which is of the collective. As an empath, it is a challenge for me to discern with accuracy. Let’s say some of this stuff is mine to own. I will give you a recent example. Many errors were made by my last employer regarding retirement and health insurance benefits. None of these errors benefited me. I have put in hours upon hours working to unravel the mess that was made in order to clean it up permanently. I had to change insurance providers and was due a refund. Finally, I was told a check was on its way to me. The amount was much smaller than what was owed to me. Apparently they subtracted some funds that were a “writeoff ” for unpaid premiums. This is the thing: I had a zero balance and owed nothing. The insurance company gave me the timeframe of several years ago and I was employed at that time. They say the employer owes them money so it was deducted from my refund. I lost my composure and blew up. And then I gave up.

Around this time George Floyd was assaulted by police and is allegedly dead and my city is now “on curfew”. First of all, I do not know if this murder happened and/or the riots are staged. What I do know is the world is broken and I am out of answers. I have started limiting my social media and tv news consumption. I have asked for dreamless sleep, but have been denied this request. I have to admit I have some hatred in my heart. I have to admit that my past trauma of being a victim of violence has come up again. Many have said that old stuff is coming back for integration during these times of “awakening”. I thought I had done enough self-examination to last 50 lifetimes. My life force seems to be weakening.

So I watch nature and work on preserving Spring Green. Then an advertisement for Quaker zoom worship at Pendle Hill caught my eye. Pendle Hill, one of my power places where I met James and found mystic openings at every corner? Yes, that’s the one. They are offering anyone the chance to join the staff in daily meeting for worship at the Barn via Zoom. I have not prayed this way in many many years and have not been to Pendle Hill in quite some time. Although much of the energy of this place had dissipated for me, I was curious about this opportunity. I joined the worship group this Saturday morning. There were many tech difficulties and it looked like there would be no service, but the team prevailed. Over 100 people from all over the planet prayed together in silence. In Quaker worship, words are spoken only when someone is moved by Spirit. An African American woman was moved to speak. She wondered how she could fight injustice without feeling hate. I instantly knew her words were meant for me. I listened and reflected and remained silent. A few others spoke and at the end the Pendle Hill staff facilitated sharing of blessings and challenges and prayers for others. Then everyone says “good morning” via Zoom. I felt a lightness and some inner peace that lasted a few hours. When I went outside my home and sensed the sounds and wonder of Pendle Hill’s campus. It is hard to explain how this works but it is as if the energy of the campus is transported to my neighboring surroundings.

I was able to climb out of my temporary placement in the abyss after attending this service. I needed to know that others are struggling with injustice and not always doing it “correctly”. I realize that my personal struggles are not race related but have more to do with financial insecurity, loss of dignity, loss of respect, and loss of power. It is easier not to fight, but is it proper? I do not think so. These days I still find myself trapped in quicksand, where the seemingly easiest tasks take forever to complete, or devolve into battles of will. Eclipse season is upon us and I do not have any answers, but I was able to display some Spring Green imagery and can seek shelter in morning prayer , at least one time.

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