the wheel of time

October 31, 2011 at 7:00 am 2 comments

We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.‎  C. Castaneda

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sometimes, it’s all about the hat sublime seekers

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  • 1. Barbara  |  October 31, 2011 at 10:24 pm

    This sums up the moments, minutes, and hours in my endless day. If we could shatter the clock, would we be free (or just late?)

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  • 2. Alison Dale  |  November 1, 2011 at 10:40 am

    A free spirit in the face of the clock (time). Simple image, very provacative. Where are you? What’s going on?

    Reply

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