I had a very long walk on the beach during my visit to Cape Cod. It was a
wonderful day, warm, sunny, lovely, and a beautiful, barefooted walk. The
surf was up and the waves would crash to the shore with a tremendous popping
sound. The sound and the force of those waves are echoing in my head. With
each thought that comes to mind, a tremendous wave, with a tremendous pop
crushes it. I'm trying to read 'Music of the Mind', and it's making me
angry. I try to ride each thought that Reanney presents, and POP! it gets
crushed. As the wave sweeps back to the ocean, I see the word 'unknowable'
written in the sand.
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"He who neglects the present moment throws away all he has."
(Friedrich von Schiller)
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