In the flowering of life, the journey is allways in its mistery, in the unknown. The attentivness required makes us what we are form of life, living, surviving, participating, growing, competing cooperating.
That sense of sharpness within is ultimatly the perception of life in its fullness.
The meaningless of the journey lays upon its simplicity. The value is in the quality of the participation produced.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Living in an unfolding mistery
Posted by Omkar at 8:32 AM
Labels: Observation
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