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| peintre | this morning papa legba crossed the street slowly, then stopped to glare at me. he was holding a small bag of some sort and was dressed too warmly for this hot summer day. i held his eyes for as long as i could, then smiled awkwardly. legba scowled. i dropped my eyes and a few pennies and went on my way. | 040717 |
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if you live your life with no regrets ( milarepa ) there's nothing to look back over your shoulder at the meditation is: one foot in front of the other one foot then the other and while you're at it watch what you're stepping on |
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| Jurisprudence | Here we are but I'm not as afraid as I'd thought | 090904 |