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A Different Path

The masses rush, a school of fish in a stream, into the rush of water as it cascades away into the future. The dart from side to side, rarely venturing from the group, searching for their own way. Driven by an invisible force they bash themselves against the rocks, leaping and striving to progress further than the rest as if their exertions matter. But some of us choose a different current. We keep to the shallows and move upstream, lolling and rolling in the eddies, hanging out in the swirling calm pools on our way to a different destination; peace.


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