it is a strange and mysterious thing to be in relationship with an ambiguous universe which neither loves nor hates me but which today upholds me and will someday consume me again. awash in the illusion of separate being,
how do you love a universe?
how do you love a universe?
how do you love a universe?
it is a strange and mysterious thing to be in relationship with an ambiguous universe which neither loves nor hates me but which today upholds me and will someday consume me again. awash in the illusion of separate being,