You think that I know what I do; that I belong to myself for one or even half a breath? As little as a feather knows what it writes; as little as a ball can guess where it flies. Rumi
Yes, Rumi :) Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.
Ah, Rumi.
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DeleteOut beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.
Rumi was obviously one of the first soccer experts: [...] as little as a ball can guess where it flies. :)
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