A rebel without soles on your feet
Untethered and connected to all you meet
With no mind to bare
Or soul to care
Free if freedom knew
Awake if awakening had a clue
In awareness of you and all
In surrender to silence and awe
Let the wind carry you
From shore to shore
Being sure and unsure
Of destination and goal
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This article is an 11-minute read, but if you read the first section alone, you will get a different perspective on how what we say about something is not the reality of it, and it starts with the very first sentence. “The map of reality is not reality.”
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