At break of day,
Dew drops open their doe eyes
To greet the sun's ray.
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
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Life is pock-marked with adversities, our thinking is riddled with fallacies and our perceptions are hobbled with illusions. The challenge is not to bury your head in the sand, not to be lost among the trees unable to see the forest, not to seek revenge or sympathy and justice, but to soldier on building the dung ball of your consciousness, for that is all you've got and need, to arrive at your final destination - ultimate reality.
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