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  1. Pieces Without a Puzzle

    The season is changing. I feel the press of autumn on the threshold of my world. Summer is lingering, and will linger for a while yet. I can appreciate that, but I am glad for the fall. From a poem by Wendell Berry: "When I fall let me fall without regret like a leaf." His name can be spelled as Amsunteygralt or Amsonteygralt. We can call him the demalion of rabbits, by which we mean he is the demalion of a wild animal, because, like cats and ducks, no rabbit1 is domesticated to the […]

    vraic.wordpress.com/2026/09/06

  2. Pieces Without a Puzzle

    The season is changing. I feel the press of autumn on the threshold of my world. Summer is lingering, and will linger for a while yet. I can appreciate that, but I am glad for the fall. From a poem by Wendell Berry: "When I fall let me fall without regret like a leaf." His name can be spelled as Amsunteygralt or Amsonteygralt. We can call him the demalion of rabbits, by which we mean he is the demalion of a wild animal, because, like cats and ducks, no rabbit1 is domesticated to the […]

    vraic.wordpress.com/2026/09/06

  3. Pieces Without a Puzzle

    The season is changing. I feel the press of autumn on the threshold of my world. Summer is lingering, and will linger for a while yet. I can appreciate that, but I am glad for the fall. From a poem by Wendell Berry: "When I fall let me fall without regret like a leaf." His name can be spelled as Amsunteygralt or Amsonteygralt. We can call him the demalion of rabbits, by which we mean he is the demalion of a wild animal, because, like cats and ducks, no rabbit1 is domesticated to the […]

    vraic.wordpress.com/2026/09/06

  4. Pieces Without a Puzzle

    The season is changing. I feel the press of autumn on the threshold of my world. Summer is lingering, and will linger for a while yet. I can appreciate that, but I am glad for the fall. From a poem by Wendell Berry: "When I fall let me fall without regret like a leaf." His name can be spelled as Amsunteygralt or Amsonteygralt. We can call him the demalion of rabbits, by which we mean he is the demalion of a wild animal, because, like cats and ducks, no rabbit1 is domesticated to the […]

    vraic.wordpress.com/2026/09/06

  5. Pieces Without a Puzzle

    The season is changing. I feel the press of autumn on the threshold of my world. Summer is lingering, and will linger for a while yet. I can appreciate that, but I am glad for the fall. From a poem by Wendell Berry: "When I fall let me fall without regret like a leaf." His name can be spelled as Amsunteygralt or Amsonteygralt. We can call him the demalion of rabbits, by which we mean he is the demalion of a wild animal, because, like cats and ducks, no rabbit1 is domesticated to the […]

    vraic.wordpress.com/2026/09/06

  6. #Tanhā (#craving) is central in Buddhist philosophy as the root cause of suffering (#dukkha) and the cycle of rebirth (#samsara). In this post, I explore its psychological and existential dimensions, its role in the #FourNobleTruths, and the Buddhist path to overcoming craving for liberation:

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