INFINITY. (as told by a child named Tizzy…) Infinity is another thing that makes me want to throw up. What’s at the end of the Universe? If you travelled on and on, outwards forever – in your own head of…
Monthly Archives: December 2013
Free
I am free. Free from doubt about the past. Free from fret about the future. Free from the infinite web of petty thoughts that entangle the heart. Free of the can of wasps that is the snare of my own…
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The Language of Swans
I was out walking the other morning when I bumped into my neighbour. He is an old man with a red face and a huge pot belly. He fell into step beside me. I slowed down because he was…
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"Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire.'' ~ Jorge Luis Borges
 | Amanda on Birth at Balsamic Moon |
 | A.D. on Sometimes ~ Mary Oliver |
 | pvcann on Sometimes ~ Mary Oliver |
 | Lucy on Birth at Balsamic Moon |
| โจรปล้น ของพระเซน แต… on Zen Monk Ryokan |
