It's the Year of the Horse. Let's go!

Sloppy. That tracks.

I see, I feel my body breathing, and am aware I am not the body. I am watching the body and watching my mind watching the breathing. Who or what I am, I don't know. Awareness? I want to be a thought, something, something to hold onto, to name. And there it is: I am no-thing but awareness.

Two pedos, a prostitute, and her manager?

The statement implies that the present can be changed.
Who is it that wants the experience to be different?
It mistakes the experience for the experiencer.

Good article by one of my favorite NYTimes Opinion writers.

Love them Stones! Especially for: "You can't always get what you want" because that is true.

Awful terms that punish Ukraine and Europe and enrich Russia and the US. Never gonna happen!

Peace fills my mind as I let go of these stressful thoughts and I am renewed.

Voodoo Economics.