Saturday, April 12, 2008

With what one has, one attempts the infinite
Only to fall on one's face
One fails to realize that one does not own anything save for one's perception:

Eyes, ears, and heart;
No hands to steer, to grasp, to create

Pull the thread and realize that it's woven more tightly than you could ever imagine. A couple of loose strings won't yield you a better sweater than the one you've already had.

One sure can be stupid at times


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