16 August 2014

Two Hundred and Eighty

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The virtue of solitude is the freedom of unencumbered thought.

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Examine the universe in every way until you discern in it emanating from your own eye.

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What’s to save when it is already spent only moments before you know it.

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Comparing yourself to others is a lose-lose game from the get-go.

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Truth is truth, and requires neither sanction nor proof.

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Mad beyond belief, a madness worth divining.

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Vanity can be more than a little blinding.

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The mystery heeds no bounds.

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Freedom, assume it so.

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More noise, joy to your world.

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What is a gazillion eons to you, really?

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If you want a secret kept, best resist the urge to blab.

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We are all as individual as drops falling back into an ocean wave.

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No one can see the real you unless they have discerned the same in themselves.

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Not easy to forget everything with so much to remember.