"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."
- Albert Camus -
I needed this, I was thirsty, I was missing the sun and the Summer glow, Summer Glau is still beautiful, but the idea of me, in the middle of the Winter's cold, reaching out to my internal Sun, using the long forgotten art of Tummo, like my Vajrayana master used to teach me. In the end, we are all nothing but a poetry, written by some Unseen Hand on a blank canvas.
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