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Wonderful Liz. In the land where I live the end of breath is the disconnection of body and mind. Ultimately there are no comings and goings . Every experience is registered in the ledger of the mind as an imprint. And memory is ultimately, unreliable. As unreliable as this waking state of ours. There is another. Made me contemplate and renew my wish to strive to function with direct perceivers rather than inferential congnisers. Life times of work.

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Ah you are back! Great.

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Beautiful, Liz. Heading off to Spain next week. x

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