Devani:
Isn't this crypto-Buddhist?
Carlos:
Ya cun call it anything you like, butt ta me it's simply bad poetry.
Anya:
Yeah. At times this guy is too pedantic.
Brice:
Or too peddling?
Sky-Mind
Ideas are like clouds in the sky:
arising from nothingness
changing into distinct patterns
then vanishing from sight
What shape are the patterns
of your mind?
How well are your actions
and aspirations aligned?
Close your eyes
and imagine clear sky
When you wipe away all ideas
What's between
thy eyes?
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