It doesn’t really matter
that we think first
of ourselves,
and not of others.
It doesn’t really change things
that life is egocentric,
and we alone
define what is real.
It doesn’t really cause pain,
or offence, or disdain,
if misery is
a neighbour’s concern.
It doesn’t really matter,
when at last the bubbles burst
and nothing
redeemable remains.
Welcome, and Namaste
Greetings fellow travellers,
For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.
As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.
May your Dharma be clear
Peace
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."
Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream
