To what shall I compare the world?
It is like the wake
Vanishing behind a boat
That has sailed away at dawn.
Sami Mazei
Is it? Beautful compressed image typical, I'm told, of one style of Japanese poetry. But the world, in itself, seems to me incomparable. Life - well, that's different. More of this anon when I get back to mindfulness, after I've trundled through "why do we (celebsters) do it?"
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