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Posted on Feb 2nd, 2006
by 
ebuddha
ebuddha
And what, pray tell, are these thoughts churning and burning, lotus-blossums breathing in the middle of the chest?
For the center of "me" is not the head, nor even the heart, but the hidden space, where "I" shine, in resplendent wonder and majesty, in this universe, AS this universe.
For the center of "me" is not the head, nor even the heart, but the hidden space, where "I" shine, in resplendent wonder and majesty, in this universe, AS this universe.
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