Although its scent still lingers on, the form of a flower has scattered away. For whom will the glory of this world remain unchanged? Arriving today at the yonder side of the deep mountains of evanescent existence. We shall never allow ourselves to drift away intoxicated, in the world of shallow dreams.

Friday, June 26, 2009

38:5


"Ritual is the husk of true faith, the beginning of chaos." Lao Tzu

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