
it's time to dream. but i just woke up. what happened?
you can't even see it. but you can feel it with your finger., the kantha……..

barely perceptible, a nub on the horseradish stump that was stuck in the dirt .
EVERYTHING is beautiful.
and the day ends this way
this is an entire day. these are what make up a Life. days. we wake, we do, we sleep. to wake again. over and over. i am trying to understand more about this. there's something i can't quite see.







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