So in this moment there is the opportunity to experience a change. The air is crisper in the morning and the monsoonal humidity slowly fades from memory. The sky darkens to a purplish glow earlier in the evening and the mating call of spade foot toads is silent once again. We are rejuvenated from the hot summer and the exhausted desert-scape sighs in relief.
Thoughts about reality, causal relationships, and the absence of self.
September 28, 2008
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