I put down my book, The Meaning of Zen, and see the cat smiling into her fur as she delicately combs it with her rough pink tongue. Cat, I would lend you this book to study but it appears you have already read it. She looks up and gives me her full gaze. Don't be ridiculous, she purrs, I wrote it. --"Miao," Dilys Laing |
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Oh Cherita...you will never know how much I understand you...joy and pain from the same source...
I can see you fighting for everything you need and against every imposition and falling under the spell of Beauty without any defence and any will of defence, powerless and free...
...And I love your poetry, but you knew this already...
Wow! What you just wrote impresses me more than my lame-ass poem. And you're not even a native English speaker. :P Anyway, thanks for the vote of confidence; since I've seen what your taste is like, this is truly high praise. I'm honored!
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