How senseless to disregard one's life by fighting foes
Who are but frail flowers
How foolish to spend our lifetime without meaning
When a precious human body is so rare a gift
Note: I put this here to caution myself and be mindful of my everyday thought and actions.
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Dear Kuenza,
from far away, I started to read your blog. I live in Vienna, Austria, as a composer and musician.
I'm married and a mother of two grown up sons. Now I find that across all the distance and different culture there is something that links us: Milarepa. His songs are a treasure for mankind, indeed.
Thank you for touching a soft spot in my heart from far away,
Pia Palme
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