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Nov 2014
Thinking of a Flower as beautiful
and then killing it so as to possess it
is a symptom of our destructive vanity
and greed.

Let it be,
and it will live it's life,
and it will still be there to see tomorrow.

And/or, better yet,
replicate it via Art:
thus can it be elevated unto immortality.
Read between the lines
if ye be so inclined.
Anubis the Philosomancer
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Anubis the Philosomancer  29/We're all a bit mad here.
(29/We're all a bit mad here.)   
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