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Nobody Said It Was Easy: It’s Turtles All The Way Down

in fnord, sadhana and dharma

I have no idea what’s going on.  What is trust but a pad of wet reeds? Underneath the warp and woof of vegetable matter, it’s turtles all the way down. Meaning? Meaningless? MEaninglessness? What if there’s no there there? What if there is? Bubbles in the tub, circling the drain. Fractal remembrance, stuttering and badly [...]

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