Interdependence, the natural state;
accepting reality opens the gate.
The wisdom that floods the mind of the young,
comes from the songs that’ve been forever sung.
The rhythm that beats in every tiny heart
is the rhythm of the universe at the very start.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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