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I lost my fingertips. Like ashy feathers they floated away from me and drifted on hot air. Touching wind and feeling currents, they are my
guide through the fish house. i cannot see underwater. i follow the school. i flounder (sorry!). i do the best i
can to try to .....
or ... can to do ... or can to do not ... there is no can to try" said Yoda abstrusely. "Judge
yourself for, young Skywalker". I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. The old bastard was worse now with his grammar than ever before. It was a struggle to understand him when we were going through my training exercises of
belly breathing, i can reach Nirvana in an instant, so why waste time on earth? So we can whine and bitch...not for me...breath in, breath out, repeat...
