At night I used to climb the hill near my home, gently touching all the flowers along the way and saying each time ‘news from afar’. I became a legend amongst the neighborhood flowers. Later, I realized something shocking: our minds are flowers, and someone is playing this same game with us, while we are dreaming… and that’s who taught it to me…

Jul 12, 2012

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