I wish to look upon the world clearly. Without the glasses of judgement or binoculars of emphasis. Plainly, truth seeking. I want to watch the birds fly without categorising their song as beautiful or ugly. Look at my sky without dreaming of being elsewhere. We all see reality through the blurry glass ofour minds. Release the very concept of reality and you find truth. Truth of meaning, truth of belief.

Breathe in air and appreciate the wonder of the senses, for every smell has

its own qualities. Grieve not for the leaves that fall from the trees, but take this as part of life's cycle. Release your sense of time and worry not for the minutes gone by for they are not wasted. No second is wasted if you consider what you have learned in those seconds. Sound, smell, touch? Every cloud is to be admired as it passes on its secret tide through the sky, only because of its passive movement. May it be stormy or tranquil, they glide the same.

Now clean your soul's windows of the prejudice that mists them and behold a world that is neither wonderful nor terrible - a world that just is.