Namo amitabha Buddhaya, y'all.
This here's a religious establishment. Act respectable.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Forgot to add this yesterday.

Playing on the iPod: "Wind Dance" by David Blonski and Synchestra
Meters swum today: Zilch. Still grounded. Maybe tomorrow.

Walking along a mountain path
I find a sandal-print in the moss,
a billowy cloud low on the lake,
grasses growing up to a door,
a pine tree shimmering green,
a brook gurgling along from the mountain,
and as I mingle with Truth among the flowers
I have forgotten what to say.
--Liu Chiang-Ch'ing

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