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Did a musician come over to jam, and play something separate to me? Indeed he did, play no note the same, but of the same song. I have one part, and he another, but though producing different sounds, these sound good together.
We did not compete in playing, we listened with careful intent, to place our notes rightly, as compliment to each other.
Even the cacophony of birdsong in all its morning chaos, is somehow of an order pleasing, without making any sense at all.
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Radiate boundless love towards the entire world ~ Buddha
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