For you sing, “Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrowOh my heart, Oh my heart shies from the sorrow” — Tim Buckley
Out of o
A small number absurdity of the emotional fields
Esoteric contemplation on wasps in a jar
Pandora’s Box
Dangers in Zen and Limerence
Change and Dignity
Avalon and Balance
Line up glass beads
That which is going to be, fights against being