Cleaning out that room, I found a note, May 2, not sure what year.
I am looking up at a waterfall. Next to it is a cliff, and on the cliff, a tree.
A voice says, “The water nourishes the tree. It erodes the stone. The cliff crumbles, the tree falls. Such is the cycle of life.”
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I love that you keep, and then find, these notes.
Very deep. And really true. You could get a lot out of a dream fragment like that.
I'm so glad to see you posting. I have missed you and wondered what you were up to.
Love this post.
Good insight, It's amazing how so few lines could have such vast knowledge
i HAVE NOT EVEN CLEANED MY ROOM YET
this is a long time ago....are you still around?
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