I was always smart.
If the Path was good,
I figured it would make me
even smarter.
One night while meditating,
I watched my thoughts
piling themselves up
all around me.
My mind built a house
out of all those thoughts --
then filled that house.
Soon it was a whole city.
A whole world.
Oh, my beautiful, beautiful thoughts.
Who will look after you after I'm gone?
I swear I could weep.
I could weep for all of you.
My sisters.
Do you really want to be free?
Are you ready to leave behind
all your precious little houses--
and make your home everywhere?
It's not as hard as you might think.
First stand up.
Then walk out the door.
--Matty Weingast, The First Free Women
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