We are all in Infinite Do Loops

in 1986, I was 23.  On November 9, 2015, this arrived by mail; sent by a dear old friend.  Now, mind you, I knew nothing of Sufism then and only recently began to meditate on Ibn Al’Arabi.

So I am quite certain that consciousness transcends time and distance – and books, and mystics.  We think we are vessels in the currents.  My beloved friends, in our truest essence, we ARE the current.

1986

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