Something to think about
And you, my dears, will no longer grow
If you rest contented with what you know, --
But a pitiful object you will dwell,
Shut up inside your hickory shell.
If you rest contented with what you know, --
But a pitiful object you will dwell,
Shut up inside your hickory shell.
~ from Little Wide Awake
As an individual with no self one moves beyond the multitudes. Sometimes there is nothing in the darkness but the dark.
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