“The child, Everyone, is the father of the adult.”
“Excuse me for being pedantic, My Zen Master, but the politically correct might be ‘the child is the parent of the adult’ – doesn’t have the same poetic ring though, does it!”
We each roared with laughter!
“Cloud gazing – sky gazing – blueness gazing – grey gazing – pitter patter gazing – umbrella up gazing; now is now and is perfect
“Friendship, Everyone, all the aspects of friends with a capital ‘F’ and friends with a lower case ‘f’…that’s our pondering today, Everyone!” “Solid, My Zen
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