Thoroughbreds mark the heights, but mongrels enrich the blood?
What is the one without the other? What is the other without the one?
And would the sun come up with any less assurance were either or both forgotten like some well-matched, mismatched, outgrown childhood mittens?
There is something to be said for good habits -- less cruelty on occasion, perhaps -- but like the precepts of an ancient lore, sometimes I think good habits are only as good as the bad habits they underscore.
"Watch the clouds." Someone once said that about understanding Buddhism, but I'm not sure that Buddhism needs to be dragged into it. Just watch the clouds... distilled as the finest whiskey; rambunctious as sin almighty.
Toasty.
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