Baka-Dany

We are the same, you and I: tendrils of the collective consciousness, spun out from the center of the universe, struggling valiantly to remember ourselves. But so far have we come, so far have we strayed, that the recurring amnesia of life and death presents itself like a dream or a nightmare. The difference lies in whether or not you like what you see. Look always, then, with an open heart and an open mind, and savor even the mud, for it gives life to the lotus flowers which no soul can look upon with disdain.