Let my actions ring louder then the whispers of my words,
and may my whispers mirror the meaning of that which has occurred.

The greatest martial artists,
when they become masters of the art,
and have found “The Way.”
They realize their best technique,
is not to fight.

Masters of and art often reach this stage of duality.

It’s definitely our discrimination of the details that determines the difference between dull and dazzling.

I am, of course, none other than blank verse. I don’t know where I’m going, yes, quite right; And when I get there (if I ever do) I might not recognise it. So? Your point? Why should I have a destination set? I’m relatively happy as I am, and wouldn’t want to be forever aimed towards some future path or special goal. It’s not to do with laziness, as such. It’s just that one the whole I’d rather not be bothered - so I drift contentedly; An underrated way of life, I find.

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She told me “You have beautiful eyelashes,” so I ripped them out and gave them to her.

Then I said, “You have beautiful eyelashes.”

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There is no within or without when one understands ones oneness.

Complexity can only exist through simplicity.

I often remain silent.
For words representations and counseling to and from the truth are rarely if ever adequate delegates.

Everything I say is a lie.
Everything I do is true.

Words either guide us to or away from the truth.
They cannot be mistaken as the truth itself.

Ironically, even lies are true to themselves.

When will I know the color of the flames in which money burns?