An unknown traveller on the road leading to nowhere, trying to hitch a ride to somewhere in order to find nothing
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In the silence between the words, between consciousness lies the Ultimate Knowledge. Just listen ....
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Wednesday, June 30, 2004
The iris pond has flowered
Before the old temple;
I sell tea this evening
By the water’s edge.
It is steeped in the cups
With the moon and stars;
Drink and wake forever
From your worldly sleep.
- Baisao (1675-1763)
1:39 AM
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