It is so crazy to have any degree of material safety or prosperity. May it flow through my hands like water, may I hold only what i need to drink and survive in the deserts of tomorrow, may I be wise and safeguard while I can, and may it find those desperate for an oasis, beloved and stranger alike. May my hands be clean and may my mind be untroubled. May I be attentive to the body and to the gorgeous sensations of the buses and streets. May I remain ever-wary of the trap of feeling "deserving." May I be kind and curious and so full of care. "The whole world wkll takeccare of you, and it will will be enough." May I achieve and maintain the most perfect orientation possible. May I live to see this nation grow kinder and then fall.















