question
How could you ever imagine that the profound mystery in which you are immersed and which flows through you could be displaced or hindered by anything as puny and transient as a thought, emotion, or sensation?
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
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It is eternity now, I am in the midst of it,
It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it;
as the butterfly in the light-laden air.
Nothing has to come; it is now.
Now is eternity; now is the immortal life.
Richard Jeffries
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