“I slept and dreamt that life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.”

- Rabindranath Tagore


I was going to lace a paragraph of obcenities for some reason after seeing this at the end of our Human resource update, at my place of work. I don't know (heavy sigh) -aprorisims are wonderful singular thoughts that arrive from invisible places in our conciousness.
It just bothers me that someone in stain resistant dockers is reading this with no visible shelf to put it on.
These words I so eagerly understand and appreciate is being viewed by some working obtuse who cannot truly understand how they can blanket you and add heavy clues to unfinished personal philosophies.
I digress.
I have to relent in my thoughts. I know maybe it will trigger something, maybe enlightement can be reached in someone.
And that one person is all that matters for now.