TEA AND ZEN - THREADS

LOOKING FOR YOUR FACE.

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NEVER GOODBYE

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A SQUARE PEG IN A ROUND HOLE

There is no sense to be made from trying (no matter how hard you try) to get a square peg to fit into a round hole. Its crazy, it is insane literally, we keep trying to make it fit, creating all kinds of stories in order to circumvent the insanity presented, in order somehow to find a place of safety within the realms of our minds, in order to survive the experiences which is so much part of this world right now, because it creates pain in us.--- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/teaandzen/message Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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Let Go Let God

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LOVE AND SILENCE

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CIVIL, RIGHT ACTION TO HEAL THE WORLD

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THIS POEM

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Love lays waiting

In amongst all of our suffering and travail, God, Love, Truth has never left us....--- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/teaandzen/message Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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It is Here ...Harold Pinter

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ONLY BREATH

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not HinduBuddhist, Sufi, or Zen. Not any religionor cultural system. I am not from the Eastor the West, not out of the ocean or upfrom the ground, not natural or ethereal, notcomposed of elements at all. I do not exist,am not an entity in this world or in the next,did not descend from Adam and Eve or anyorigin story. My place is placeless, a traceof the traceless. Neither body or soul.I belong to the beloved, have seen the twoworlds as one and that one call to and know,first, last, outer, inner, only thatbreath breathing human being.--- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/teaandzen/message Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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