Original poetry and prose by Walter
Simple not easy said the old sage…
Who am I in my essence?
There is another approach to peace!
Attention… win yourself back.
The rise and fall of identity
We are filled…
It could only be laughter!
Walking in the forest…
Let’s talk about nothing….
May your eyes remain prescription free
with no lenses added to change what you see
If happiness always depends on something expected in the future, we are chasing a will-o’-the-wisp that ever eludes our grasp, until the future, and ourselves, vanish into the abyss.
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