what is the purpose in living so many lives if we never touch again? i dig into the spirits' soil muddied to squeeze answers straight a raven behind says, "you ask the wrong question; only time will tell"
© Michael Raven
what is the purpose in living so many lives if we never touch again? i dig into the spirits' soil muddied to squeeze answers straight a raven behind says, "you ask the wrong question; only time will tell"
© Michael Raven
The question… that is the real search, right?
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The questions are usually wrong; walls are not barriers; door are often not apertures. Things are rarely as they appear. I think there myriad ways of going about looking at things, but the ones we choose are often not as reliable as they seem.
Sorry — weird thoughts. Ignore if it is lacking sense.
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First of all, too many people think only on the plane they currently stand on. Look up. Look down. Look through. Like Alice… she never found wonderland until she went down through the rabbit hole. (I prefer the cozy badger den, myself…)
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Look around…
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