Good food ends with good talk.
Who would've thought such a slight tilt in our earthly axis could make such a big difference in our lives The big wheel keeps on turning and here we are again, looking in the sweet face of darkness.
I've been thinking about that old Zen conundrum what's the sound of one hand clapping My personal opinion--nothing. You don't have two hands, you don't have any clapping. It's as simple as that. Stars, galaxies, clapping hands, what's the point The point is that we all need somebody, whether you're a supercluster or a little proton, a yin or a yang. Everybody is hooked into everybody else.