I am home and my cat is flying around. My heart beats to a friendly song. I became a bit loquacious at PT today. Maybe it is a new Zen style of teaching Buddhism. It is a life well lived, and a teacher always inside of me. I do not look at authorities as less than. I am a part, but always a bit far away. There are times I can see the shadow becoming a phoenix, but today I only see a wave of orange and gold. Be careful who you approach this week. Rage is afoot. I temper the rapids with the vision of a stream in a cave. I do not cry, I dream of a pace that the best thoroughbreds can keep. Peace is a place in space and a breath in and out. I now see the best colony of beings coming into a place in a confused state. Please come to me, and dispel every fallacy.
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