simplify to get real
fiction
edward w Pritchard
Woe is us in the midst of real life as wave after wave of the sea of troubles over whelms us. Do we head to Walden Pond alone to escape everyone and everything recreating the philosophy of a teenager toward the world? Or do we become a follower of the Buddhist regiment of nihilism?
As tin man alludes and intimates in Oz to have a heart for the suffering of other people is to suffer with them.
One trillion galaxies collide and race apart and through my open window at dawn the background noise of the cars and trucks racing away on the expressways lulls me back to my dreams.
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