...SO SILENT NOONE NOTICES.... "......dust on a butterfly's wings." Sunrise/Afternoon September 10, 2016

NO ‘YESTERDAY’ EXCEPT GROUND HOG DAY REPEATS
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ONLY THIS VAST CORE BEING REMAINS
 THAT IS SO SILENT
NOONE NOTICES
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AH!
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2:50 AM-9/10/1​6

 "His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings.

 At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred.

Later he became conscious of his damaged wings
and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly anymore because the love of flight was gone
​ and he could only remember when it had been effortless."
Ernest Hemingway

The above shared by Rosemary Mitchell:
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Hemingway on Scott Fitzgerald ..
(His handicap , his down fall, his demise)
my words and his the last bit
 I find this so poignant and direct to the point.
In the terms of Ernest.
It is direct and honest.
Rosemary Mitchell

When I think, I do it with a definite purpose.
Otherwise, there is so much life –
no time for inane thoughts.  
Sadhguru

When I come out of the silence 
what is important has changed.
Evan Griffith
http://www.freakybeautiful.com/2011/04/resources-beyond-understanding.html

All problems are created by the mind and
Related to the body.
In the absence of either,
Where are the problems?
Wu Hsin