There is the absolute and the realization of the expressions of the absolute. Love is such a realization. A sunset is such a realization. Living and dying are such a realization. Time has noting to do with eternity; time is simply what obscures eternity from our perception. A frog can sit on a lily pad for a million culpa and still just be a fucking frog.
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Notes on my stumbling along the path to Zen.
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