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In the Jungle of the World and the Tangle of the Senses we build us huts of mud and heartache and make (and mend) our fragile fences. ‘This is me! That is mine!’ is the burden of our song. We … Continue reading

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Guide Book “In Chiangmai there are many shapeful chedis in which nowhere can be seen.” Is stillness something or is it merely what’s left over when things disappear? How can things which are ever-moving, ever-changing, not be? Stillness is complete … Continue reading

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