Outbursting out loud. Sneezing directly into my cat’s face. Sorry. He knows I’m sorry, knows I’m basically gentle, and kind. I feel like in another life he taught me these. Then I said, “When you know that your opponent is truly their own worst enemy, most likely there’s nothing you have to do at all. Watch others play themselves and fall into a thoughtful Kung Fu silence…”

Much to learn down the path. Something’s gotta give. We’re going to be shaken. The first set of problems is so subtle that if not recognized— being born, adjusting, cognizing—if untended, they nag you to the graveyard.

But I am bursting.

Ask me one of my many names. I am gone into the stream.


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