A river makes a land two lands.
A bridge makes two lands one.
One rains down from heaven.
The other seeks to be whole again.
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- 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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-- Master, I cannot abide the silence.
-- Neither can I. The silence never shuts up and listens.
Dr. Mike!
Welcome back. It's great to see your name show up here again.
I hope all is well in your world. Life here is busy but good.
And as for silence, you're right. It's amazingly noisy.
H. K.
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