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The Wildfire Of Our Being

Burning rubbish, we turn away our nose from the stench of the after-life wafting on the air hoping that it doesn’t stick to our clothes. Helplessly, we remain rooted, gazing upon the wispy contrails of our own imagination in play. Whether in jest or in violence, existence changes not one iota. Frustrated, we turn away again and again seeking and desiring a new way of life, a life filled with that which we find pleasant and joy-full. What wonders we do behold as we continue to paint our selves on t...   (Mindless Wanderings)