Notes by KMG 2013 and quotes

Must I glance at my watch to know time passes so quickly from my window seat..I 
look only to replenish in the hours I still have and not to see what has 
gone....

Here, where bamboo fences are stained the beautiful colour of rose wood one 
might find lining a thailand beach in full form of a shack..

Where the water pools just enough on the ground that you can tell  the raining 
has not  yet stopped, but changed again, from the way was falling....

 And I read Conze, the perfection of wisdom and I say no, I'm not alone on that 
thailand beach, carrying my backpack of emptiness, for even naked, it would 
still be an attachment, all that emptiness,  as I'd feel it weighing me down 
from the beauty of the sunrise, the ocean and everything my eye and senses can 
catch light of smell of that god shines down in all his glory...

And I read Clement of Rome and pray to be empty of all , so that the holy spirit 
can fill me ,

And I listen to Rilke " there is only one thing to do, go into yourself, find 
out the reason that commands you to love, to write, see whether  it has spread 
the roots into the  very depths of ur heart, confess to yourself whether you 
would have to die if you were forbidden to write to love...ask yourself in the 
very silent hour of your night, must I write, dig into yourself for a deep 
answer, if u meet this solemn question with a strong simple, I must , then build 
your life in accordance with this necessity, your whole life even into its 
humbling and most indifferent hour must become a sign and witness to this 
impulse.."