Meditation
Journal Entry: Fri Jun 13, 2008, 5:35 AM
Once Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting and fluttering around, happy with himself and doing as he pleased. He didn't know he was Zhuangzi. Suddenly he woke up and there he was, solid and unmistakable Zhuangzi. But he didn't know if he was Zhuangzi who had dreamt he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhuangzi. Between Zhuangzi and a butterfly there must be some distinction! This is called the Transformation of Things.
Going to keep my writing and thoughts to myself.
So here is a thought.
I feel this.
I ponder this.
Devious Comments
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"Goth Juice... The most powerful hairspray known to man. Made from the tears of Robert Smith"
Vince Noir - the mighty boosh
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"Goth Juice... The most powerful hairspray known to man. Made from the tears of Robert Smith"
Vince Noir - the mighty boosh
My stock account [link]
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I look at the surface and try to understand the depths. Blind.
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"Goth Juice... The most powerful hairspray known to man. Made from the tears of Robert Smith"
Vince Noir - the mighty boosh
My stock account [link]
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\"salt, salty i need something salty\" Doctor
\"what about this\" donna
\"what is it\" Doctor
\"Salt\" Donna
\"no that\'s too salty\" Doctor
\"oh thats too salty\" Donna
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*Writers-Club - Writers' Club
*Tyshea - Ty is Ty.
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I do what my muse tells me to do!!!
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Every day I show up at work is another day I put off that total meltdown I've been promising myself.
*Apophysis | ~fungi-club | =PsychedelicTreasures
Nice works.
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I look at the surface and try to understand the depths. Blind.
my english is horrible but I'm trying to learn more
blessah n' peace
ALOHA
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[● ċяүśтạℓℓiηε яὸм тнë νìηë ●]
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I look at the surface and try to understand the depths. Blind.
Regards,
Christopher
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""There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other.""
~Douglas Everett
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I look at the surface and try to understand the depths. Blind.
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I look at the surface and try to understand the depths. Blind.
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Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
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Hálala, cázala
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