Mantra
A simple tale, involving a human, a pony and realization
i'd like to think of this as a personal test, a simple thing to see if I can still write stuff.
mostly revolving around something a Buddhist monk once said to a musician.
"you, are a monk without restrictions"
I've also decided to see if i can re-capture what got me hooked on the show. hopefully something good will happen.
inspired by the song "Mantra" by the sound city players.
It may evolve into something more.
As the old Stallion looked to the young man, he fell into a thought.
"a being of balance, neither at peace nor at war with himself, stranger still is his way of thinking"
he watched as the young man simply took out a guitar and tuned it, simply lost in watching the embers floating on the cold night air.
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