PERFECT CALLIGRAPHY

Jun 28

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There was once a young child whose calligraphy was effortlessly perfect. Then one day someone told him this. It took him twenty years to recapture it.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 28, 2012, in Guff, Parables and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. joannagilmanhyde | July 28, 2013 at 8:22 PM

    One thing that bugs me is any usage of the word “ego.” When I come to that word, I stop reading.

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