Round and round, ever inwards… ever descending.

Look back, think of the people that left a mark on your lifetime – a thin line, little segments, fancy images and lots of notes stashed away in an imaginary carton box of memories. You kissed them in silent moments of gratitude, you crumpled them when the hatred was too overwhelming and burned them when despair was devouring your very mind.

Look at yourself now and identify those patterns inside you, in your way of behaving, in your way of treating the other elements and beings with whom you interact. Discover them with amazement, with joy, with skepticism. With closed eyes. And acknowledge them, and respect them for what they are by never taking them for granted.

Round and round, ever outwards… ever ascending.

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