A Body of Water

The whole problem of existence is that we are are like a river, but not minds always flowing restless, unable to stop.

Trying to stop, or flow never gets the same place to go anywhere else. Making blockages, breaking the going still going.

Sit by a river with me. See how the water moves. Touches one thing goes on. Comes to a rest, in a deep pool, by a log.

It’s cold, this water. It will wake you up. This river is you, and me. The water of your mind.