floating
Monday, 29. December 2008, 00:00:49
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..... when the light breaks at the crack of dawn the eyelids shut and the book cover opens and starts to whisper the truths of the literate mind. but when the call comes to wake up, the falsity of the nightmarish dream beckons us back onto the tram to try and ride out the rest of this life in grace and love so that we can sleep in peace and experience true freedom. . .
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....only the sound of the Nembutsu rings true now, for death has come and no more shall I doubt the simple practice of reciting Namo Amida Bu
