There are so many things I cannot say. My smallness is actually comforting. Sometimes as I meditate I grow smaller and smaller.
I love it when wise people laugh.
There is little else to go on.
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I have a gizmo, looks like a cooking implement, an egg whisk, but its a kind of forked device, and you rub it over your scalp. The thing is so soothing. Now I’m trying to do this with my mind.
Its the inner fork I’m after.
Laughter.
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Jesus said: A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.
He should have added, share the scalp fork…
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I love you little dog. I love you maple tree. I’m here now. I know what to worship, just this minute.
Planet of the Blind 