chanted
in a silent way as if the repetition might set us free, if we just hammered those words into the ground long enough, turning minerals to dust with the force of our need. 130107
...
unhinged the vibrations loosed the tears from my heart
wept
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unhinged dies_irae


sadhana_of_mahamudra
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what's it to you?
who go
blather
from