A simple man lives close to the ground.
He doesn't chase after more and more.
He finds his contentment in his own breath.
He gives himself to everyone he meets.
He sits inside himself and listens.
I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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