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No simple form conducts its lowing steer

Simple are sublime forms. I feel an affinity with those specific sensations.  Like Shinto, Zen of Japan, it all seemed to be secrets beyond comprehension. Those simple forms are continuously searching for its own origins. That is very attractive. I have been trying to think about the simple things. In my own theory so far, it is important if you take yourself to something great more accessible than you awaken results from the outside, without limiting the image. I still have been ongoing about 'how to be simple' that like Zen seeks enlightenment on a higher plane, they cannot stop. I reckon that the world can be seen as a subjective entity constantly being actively formed by individual perceptions. It could also be objective. Those begin with selves, but that's only manifested by connecting with something beyond itself. And, at that point, the simplification could strongly connect things and interpret one's perception, that's easier than to be provided by iffy compl

For winter, it is the early morning that is most beautiful.

For winter, it is the early morning that is most beautiful. As midnight snow turns into rain, I burn Palo Santo at an hour in the least foulness and try to wash away energy further.  

The cloudy sky gradually becomes brighter, and a harsh cold in the morning loosens. I tried smudging a piece of wood again, but half of its piece that became charcoal had ash. It is hard to ignite. Yet, the remaining scent drifts in the air.

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