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New Life
The old life was a frantic searching for the one person, for the one thing, for the one experience that could fill the Great Well of Lack. The old life was like the ten thousand waves endlessly searching for the ocean. The new life begins when you can sit still, even if only for a moment, and feel the waves of your own breath rising and falling, ebbing and flowing-- an ocean of diamonds in the center of your chest.
- joe z. </fo