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Just yesterday I saw the peak of Mt. Baker poking out of an endless ocean of low-lying clouds, wearing a cloud hat of its own.
It blew my fucking mind.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot
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