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Friday, May 29, 2015
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The Moon in the Water... How can One pluck it Out ?
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Monday, May 4, 2015
The Clouds are not the Sky
Finding this sentence was good to remind me what I tend to forget over and over and again. Clouded by thoughts, I stubbornly insist on thinking that I am my thoughts. Why would one insist on being thoughts when one is reality? Why would one insist on being a cage when one is the bird? Why would one insist on being a bird when one is the wide open sky ?
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