Enjoying my lunch reading about time. An old looking man came up to me, sat down, and said I looked like a peaceful person. Telling me he was from New York City and he was “seriously f*cked up.”
I listened to his lament...too much drinking, too many marriages, and on and on. He wanted to know how to be at peace. I said, that’s within him. He asked what to do . I said nothing, just stop beating himself with a stick. He said he couldn’t do that. So I said get rid of the stick and use a feather.
He smiled, got up and walked away.
I listened to his lament...too much drinking, too many marriages, and on and on. He wanted to know how to be at peace. I said, that’s within him. He asked what to do . I said nothing, just stop beating himself with a stick. He said he couldn’t do that. So I said get rid of the stick and use a feather.
He smiled, got up and walked away.
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