Along the stream of images and experiences, I float like a leaf in the river. If there is anything I know, there ain’t no rushing gravity. The river knows and I go where it flows. I use paper money, but I live on the currency of surrender. The present is sufficient. There is nothing to gain or overcome, there is no need to force an outcome or opinion, changing with the changeless changes, and everything is done before the mind can conceive it. So let go. The ocean smiles at you long before you’re there. It’s safe to be quiet. The river knows.
