Passion breeds. Listen to the crickets, walk in the cornfield, alone. Smell the stalks and the earth below your feet, come home and relish in the thought of doing it again. Without passion we are lost and wandering among smiles that have never counted for anything other than self.
-M. Taggart
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Spoken like a true Zen Buddhist! I don’t know if you are one or not, but you, friend, are plugged into the Universe.
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Damn. Thank you. Thank you.
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That is lovely. Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you. I appreciate this
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Of course!
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