Wednesday, September 28, 2011

When we have perfect minds why do we drink, take drugs or dwell in selfendulgence. 


When walking through a life of growing perfection, bliss dawning, a wise woman came to a beautiful, still, silent pool. Its mirror calm surface reflected the sky and the snowy peaks all around. 


She sat on a sun warmed rock for an hour and chucked in a stone, and then another one.

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