The gentle rain that starts a month on Sunday. And all I can do is run away to me. Complete to be a living voice of a flat life, and witness to the bees and their queens. To learn each day, if only a line of knowledge. Curious that there are sports Olympics and not knowledge Olympics. As far as I know. Lady picture show.
The wide space of the dramas and political fights of my bicentennial nation is like a photograph of someone whose name we will never know. And in the face of this, there remains mysticism and symbolic orders, like the number 23.
23 awakenings
23 winters
23 awarenesses
23 drops of rain from every direction
23 parallel worlds
23 kind and loving human beings
23 cups of jasmine tea
23 dreams
23 dangers
23 struggles to grow
23 mantras
23 years
all for peace and present time counted in minutes.
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