Category: Journal
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Windmills of my mind.
Location: ///chemically.elevations.cashes-34.823914, 148.325699 For me it is the windmill that represents the quintessential icon of the Australian post colonial bush. I love windmills. The older and more squeaky the better.
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The window.
The spiritual path is like spending a lifetime scrubbing a window. Just when you think it’s finally clean, you can’t help but notice there’s still a smudge on the glass.Year after year, you scrub the window, until you realise the smudge you’re trying to remove is the reflection of the one cleaning it.At this point,…
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Conflict and resolution.
Conflict has come from our thought, and it has evolved over the whole period of civilization. Thought has developed in such a way that it has an intrinsic disposition to divide things up…We could sum up by saying that we’ve got to look at thought. In this process, we will come upon some more subtle…
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