Friday Apr 17, 2009

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Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there
tiger_fodder:
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.
tiger_fodder:
How so, my dear? wink

I miss you by the way.

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