No email from Bill. No mail, of course. It is Sunday.
Learned about karma, rebirth, and nirvana today. After two days of listening I'm ready to look at a flower and smile.
Words are ample, sometimes, if you need a paperweight. But sometimes they are a delusion in that they make you think you understand something, when in fact the words just rushed by as you glanced at them.
I'm too tired to write anything. I did learn one thing (at least) of value: that I would still want to try to be a good person even if there was no rebirth or karma.
Good night!
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