illusions

[common_as_stone]

And a voice spoke to [the Master] on the hilltop, a voice neither male or female, loud nor soft, a voice infinitely kind. And the voice said unto him, "Not my will, but thine be done. For what is thy will is mine for thee. Go thy way as other men, and be thou happy on the earth."And hearing, the Master was glad, and gave thanks and came down from

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thanks lee

[anonymous]

hello lee
thanks for offering this story
it seems important that
it is mentioned
that letting go
may leave you hurt and bruised.

be well, be still; bye lee

mark

[kosmokos]

A little Bach is nice every once-in-a-while...
...helps to bring things into focus that all-too-often, for some reason, tend to blur during that thing we call "life".