The last few days I paid my tribute to him, that man, that incomparable one who stands alone and looks far ahead- or only down, as from a height....My day was giving shape to my will, and letting it taste the rest of all occurence: greeting my day with zazen, severe arm breaking aikido, the high-fucking-tension wire of artwork, a bit of time given
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