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Plain black serif text on a white background, three numbered verses. 12. Harmful beings are everywhere like space itself. Impossible it is that all should be suppressed. But let this angry mind alone be overthrown, And it's as though all foes had been subdued. 13. To cover all the earth with sheets of leather— Where could such amounts of skin be found? But with the leather soles of just my shoes It is as though I…

Wearing Shoes Instead of Covering the Earth in Leather

A koan-style poem on taming your own angry mind instead of the world, using the leather-shoes-cover-the-earth image. A text-only, Tumblr-era wisdom post.

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Plain black serif text on a white background, three numbered verses. 12. Harmful beings are everywhere like space itself. Impossible it is that all should be suppressed. But let this angry mind alone be overthrown, And it's as though all foes had been subdued. 13. To cover all the earth with sheets of leather— Where could such amounts of skin be found? But with the leather soles of just my shoes It is as though I…

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