Sunday, 22 January 2017


78. On the road. Walking the path. Following the way. Car bus plane taxi autorickshaw. Crossing mountains, rivers, a vast continent, the wine dark sea. Sights and sounds. No where to lay one's head. Visiting temples and masters. Polishing one's understanding. Which way now? Straight ahead with neither purse nor haversack. Onward, ever onward. The horizon is always beyond. The rolling stone ...
Though the Way of the Awakened is without end, I vow to walk all along the way.

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