The lesson of the windshield wipers
fix them once
fix them twice
fix them 3 times, swish swish then no more
the mind locks on logic
check the fuse, no no not that
check the wiring, no no not that
“You look down the wrong path child”
Why must circumstances be just so
for me to be ok
Placing conditions on Joy, it is squelched
Cheerfulness in the midst of Chaos
Humor that laughs at Adversity
The Sage uses every opportunity to teach
I wanted to taste Freedom
Step One: Free the Mind