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Too lost to turn back.     Time covers its tracks.     Voices go unheard,     stolen in the wind.
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
Dyad - 102 -
Too lost to turn back.     Time covers its tracks.     Voices go unheard,     stolen in the wind.
11:00 - 26/03/18 State of mind: calm; reflective. Perspectives: natural; philosophical; social. Thoughts: from thinking - about the problems that arise when a community is broken up, society becomes divided and people no longer understand one another. Also from watching the film Jane - about the primatologist and anthropologist Jane Goodall - and this passage from the book, The Tibetan Book of Living & Dying: 'Obsessed, then, with false hopes, dreams, and ambitions, which promise happiness but lead only to misery, we are like people crawling through an endless desert, dying of thirst. And all that this samsara holds out to us to drink is a cup of salt water, designed to make us even thirstier'. - Sogyal Rinpoche, Patrick Gaffney and Andrew Harvey, The Tibetan Book Of Living And Dying (London: Rider, 2008), p. 21. Questions: None.
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
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