Every moment in life is a translucent sheath - you can see shapes on the other side, but there is no detail. I am convinced the only way to make sense of it all is to experience each of those moments as fully as possible.
Monday, April 18, 2011
breathing life.
There is a whirling that you do in life sometimes, when you have to work hard to get through it. This whirling brings up a restless jumble of your desires and steadiness that unforeseen circumstances can cause to teeter, and you get the quick sensation that this moment truly is all that you have. You don't know about tomorrow, really you don't. You can plan and predict but there is no life there, there is only life right now in each short breath.
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