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‘Even as a bee, having taken up nectar
From a flower, flies away,
Not harming its colour and fragrance,
So may a sage wander through a village.’

‘As rain penetrates
The poorly thatched dwelling,
So passion penetrates
The untended mind.’

One evening, as the Buddha sat beneath the Bodhi tree, surrounded by his disciples, he noticed that several of them had grown weary from the long journey. They questioned whether the path to enlightenment ever truly ended, and whether there was a point at which one could finally rest. The Buddha remained silent for a moment, ga. Then he spoke:

“Horses don’t stop. They keep going.” 😭😭😭

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