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Thursday
Oct182012

unknowing

Language of unknowing is big.

What we don't know is bigger than time. Bigger than the time we are given to understand it.

People are more affected by how they feel than what they understand.

Longer than tomorrow, time is invisible, anxious. 

Time weeps. Time laughs.

Time offers rice to a Buddhist monk.

Time disappears into lost wind whispering in pines along the Black Sea.

Time paints a picture of a Lao lover leaving for distant shores where time washes stones.

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