Saturday, January 9, 2010
Day One Hundred and Thirty Nine
Considering what is left to observe the self, to look for it's dissolution, or to find and hold an awareness of it's dependent nature. It may not be that there is on perspective; that may be another trick of the mind; much in the same way that the notion of a pleasant unity to things is a trick of the mind. There are so many delusions to believe in, spiritual and material. Only love lasts, and love, for all its warmth, depends on no one.
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