An ascetic urban hermit
Peace is to find pleasure in Solitude
Saturday, 25 June 2022
The Vision of the Valley of Dry Bones, 1866 - Gustave Dore
The hand of the Lord was on me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. 2 He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. 3 He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”
I said, “Sovereign Lord, you alone know.”
Thursday, 28 April 2022
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Saturday, 5 February 2022
worldly items
When something is new it is perceived as great and cherished, after a month it gets old and discarded, the initial beauty is no more. It ends up in a drawer cluttered with junk, monuments of the money you've wasted in your life. Cherish what lasts and do not chase after worldly items
Saturday, 22 January 2022
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