there was Beauty. There was Paticca Samuppada, dependent co~arising. I was in it and of it, it was in and of me. For a time, there was no distinction.
double click….Center
double click to look closely at the Beauty FULL seeds
in the shop
my hands smell as i type this. Smell of the fragrance of buck Goat. I dumped and washed their water tubs with vinegar. Sprayed them out and filled them with clear water. Nogal is moody. In his autumn thing and so more willing than usual for touch of any kind. I scratched him and muttered things, he was still. Feeling it. Paticca Samuppada. We are same. My hands smell. I am buck Goat, willing and ready. I am Beauty Full as this.
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