When an idealist turns buddhist,
he has stopped to think;
his wit goes on vacation;
his heart becomes vacant;
and he’s content to be a blank.


Poetry sites turn ” buddhist ” too since I left them. I feel like an annihilist wherever I go.

That’s human nature: when they see a beautiful blue flower, they like to pick it. why? Leave it there so it can exude its fragrance and show its beauty to the world. The spirit of ownership. To me my love is like that blue flower; it is needed to be propagated. Is that baby girl cute? lol

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