Wandering where you will

There is surely nothing other than the single purpose of
the present moment. A man's whole life is a succession
of moment after moment, there will be nothing else to do,
and nothing else to pursue. Live life being true to the
single purpose of the moment. Go to the extent of living
single thought by single thought.

Friday, July 02, 2010

The Curse



She asks, are you cursed?
He says, I think that I'm cured.
Posted by Refuge at 15:33

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