"Because you can be sure, my dear Crito, that misuse of words is not only troublesome in itself, but actually has a bad effect on the soul." Phaedo

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“Were You There…?”

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Happy Easter to all.


I Find All This Extemporaneously

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If I took the time to think about it, “It” would pass me by.  For “It” finds me before I even sought to look.


Upon A Closer Look

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The Sutra’s of my heart are joined in the middle by a writhing dragon, too stubborn to let go, too toothy to gently nibble at the chain.


Heartfelt Treasures

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Heartfelt treasures cannot be stored in parchment or jade, they are more resilient than the most luminous mineral and more timeless than words could ever maintain. But who am I to complain? For there seems nothing more romantic than a weathered book, scorched by the hands of time or anything more transcendent then a string of jade.


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Something Pink

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The Word, are Seeds

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The Word, are seeds and our bodies are the soil.  How we treat our bodies and the bodies of others, with respect, discipline and value in the gifts of our body, will exercise our ability to distinguish weeds posing as flowers.


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in illo tempore

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