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He was on his knees with his weight back. Between his palms he held a lighted incense stick. He moved the stick to his forehead three times and bowed.



His mind was restless today. Round and round it raced. He knew better than to try to force it. Some days the meditative state of mind came easily. Other days it did not.



He knew what it was. He had never liked predators who plied women with drugs and alcohol and then took advantage of them. He knew that these men, and they were mostly men, were good salesmen. However, what they were selling was false and not a true escape from the reality the women wished to leave behind them.



He opened his eyes and arose. Placing the still burning incense stick in a holder he moved toward the door. When he walked his feet were pointed straight ahead. He passed through the door. On the wall was a painting of a wave and a beach. The wave was what had attracted him to begin with. It was almost a complete circle. It had reminded him of an Enso, a Zen symbol. Attached to the back of the painting was a 4 inch knife.



He continued down the hall.







To be continued

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GRTR1
17:44 Dec 21 2019

nice

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Aclahayr
16:28 Jan 21 2020

good one

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