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[bardia]

dear absurdistanic_flower:

I do not
wish to be
a weight
you feel
you have to
carry.
drop my weight,
like a rock,
into the
Abyss,
where I have dropped
yours.

better to chant,
and to send each other
Light.
I
do
not (even)
carry any weight (much)

any
more.

I
will
not
carry
your
weight,
either ...
... or,
the world's.
we can each
pull our own weight,
encouraging each other
to do so.

the Middle

is

wherever
we are together.
happily,
in a few days,
it will perhaps be
in a wonderful
nursery,
after a yuppie lunch.

I enjoyed
all that time with you,
yesterday,
my absurdistanic_flower.

the unspoken connection
is
so deep
so strong,
the manifestations
so enlightening.

oh,
me?
well,
so far this morning,
I have posted and printed
all the writings done
yesterday afternoon/evening
at
your house,
the writings
that paralleled
your boddhisattvic conversation
with one
far
away,
metaphorically,
and
literally.
we are both here,
in part,
to have such conversations,
with others

with each other.
what, in part, could be better?

we are each doing
that
which we
'chose.'
one day at a time

one encounter at a time

one moment at a time,
as 'it' unfolds.

(and,
you being you,
you call as this is being written ...
illustrating
our mysterious connection
yet again)

so,
no weight,
no gravity issues ...

light as two feathers,
navigating
the gentle breezes,
of Soul-Wisdom.

nice talking with you just now,
my absurdistanic_flower :-)