<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=106663" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ascetic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everyday I go upon the mountain<br>Climb to the top, but I dont know what for.<br>Its quiet until I hear a voice from the mountain<br>It says beware of what you want...it might want you more!<br>Ashes...my burned hut...<br>But beautiful like cherries blooming from the hill<br>One of my patients...just before he died<br>And just before I left the hospital and began to travel<br>If he could face death so calmly, how can I face life with<br>So much doubt? now...i sit on the side of a mountain,<br>And watch the shadows slowly filling the valleys below.<br>But not without the doubts that still linger,<br>And constantly caress the edges of my shadowy interior...<br>At least a cathater expels impurities,<br>In a manner of model effeciencies. and my previous profession<br>Always at least offered that. fully vasectomies in clean and<br>Well-lit places. a sterile feel, seals from infecti[b,<br>But not from disease. I often wonder if I left anyone behind? <br>But somehow, I just cant remember. only an oddly-defined try<br>To find a better way. but somehow...i dont believe this is it!<br>I think about india, and the hindu concept of life,<br>To be so loved...and understand the space between reality and<br>Perception. and now...it seems that I live there...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Utopia - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=106663" data-title="The Ascetic" data-description="Everyday I go upon the mountain Climb to the top, but I dont know what for. Its quiet until I hear a voice from the mountain It says beware of what you want...it might want you more! Ashes...my burned hut... But beautiful like cherries blooming fr..."></div> </div> </div>

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