Any single mind is as a flower on the impossible tree that transcends time, and from which all such blossoms emerge. And any moment of these minds is timeless, perfect, explicitly being mind beyond all measure or evaluation. An old blind mouse has evaded every predator. And we have all gone with him… in person.

Jul 17, 2012

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