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MAKE THE MOST OF IT

Said the Junior Dean. What is “It”that we should make the most of it?What have wethat we can justly boast of it? We have inherited our share of wealth;and karma and good sensehave brought us health. Time weighs not on … Continue reading

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ON THE BROKEN AND TRANSCENDED

On the broken and transcendedthe Light shines brightesthaving more shadows to contend withmended. On the dead and transcendedthe Light shines clearest,there is least of all there to contend withtended. Blessed are the Beatitudesfor they bring rest unto the people.If any … Continue reading

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CATCHING UP

The more they takeand do not makean adequate contribution,the more what they owe shadows them as they goto inevitable retribution. .

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FOR MOTHER AND CHILD

Why wake him?You woke to nothing,do you think he won’t?Your hand will guide him firmly and away,your lips will teach the nonsense he will say,your sins on himevery day. At best,he’ll pass the testyou failed,but where you wonwill be undone. … Continue reading

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SHADOWS

We peer into the shadowswhere yesterday’s sunlight glows,trying to capture and holdyesterday’s sunlit gold. We peer into tomorrowto predict and plotwhere that sun will likely go(but where, perhaps, it will not). Today’s sunshine still blazesits disc ever overhead.Past and future … Continue reading

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ONE ARROW, TWO ARROWS

Why should the hand complainfor the glove abandoned in the rain? Why should the foot retainthe ragged shoe and call it pain? Why should the coloured window paneinflict on the white wall a lasting stain? Why should the nerve-ends’ loss … Continue reading

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SAMSARA

Wandering on. Through a waste of perils we have already faced, blown by the hot winds of desire, pursued by our own shadows, touched by the invisible fire, surrounded by supravisible foes. From waste to waste. From oasis to oasis; … Continue reading

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