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Oct 05, 2009
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ODE TO A YOGI FLYER
I fall from so highand hit the ground -you as a backdrop make no sound immutable, why rush?it's only life's mystery that this onewill crush. you feel no paindissociated -why crywhen all you wantis to fly... above the realitiesof love and lustbeyond the shortfall ofturning to dust you remainthe yogi and meditator, your own emotional regulator - no longer a man -but a monk....no longer a tree of life - but a lifeless stump. BjR October 5 '09
— Bonitaj, Oct 05, 2009
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Candlewitch
16 years 8 months ago
hi Boni
Bonitaj
16 years 8 months ago
Thanks Cat!
Bonitaj
16 years 8 months ago
Kaligantsaros!