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Nelumbo Nucifera

he was sick of the racing stripes on his automobiles a modern-day Buddha in his garage full of himself and vintage cars of classical acclaim and chrome had become nauseous at the mere site of his Lotus decided to live like the monk who sold his Ferrari ascetic instead he would attempt to move mountains traded his bicycle for begging bowl and orange robe roamed the streets like a vagrant off his or her trolley eventually sold his puncture kit for a can full of petrol and considered his enlightenment by self-immolation the service station attendant had other plans however a beautiful woman with olive tanned skin and a bindi ‘you don’t have to emulate Siddhartha to find the path of the third way between all or nothing greed and starvation’ she whispered and gave him a lotus flower from her heart 29th December 2020 Nelumbo nucifera is the botanical name of the lotus

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