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Thoughts

Alone on the way

The door opens from the inside

Ten thousand thoughts a day

They are not who I am

Watch them pass

One after the other

Grains of sand in the wheel

A port is sinking

Give up the fight

Reverse the currents

Smooth the lines

Harmony of the movement

Breath deeply

Song of forms

Deconstruction of thoughts

Pay attention

Slow down the mental

From theory to practice

Single narrow path

Full of pitfalls and questioning

There's nothing else here

Only me and this present


"The past and the future are the flowers of your menral"


Jean Christophe

October 15

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