Sunday, August 24, 2008

mourning with WN

the vitality of life and the reality of death always puts me back into perspectives. it is by then i realize my world is only as big as the speck resting on Horton's flower and my redeemed self as precious as the pot of gold at the rainbow's end

thx for all the sharing articles. they're indeed inspiring.

(allusion decipher hint: Dr. Seuss + some Irish tale)

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