I keep circling back to write you a response, only to delete it some moments later. You have me stumped. I guess I could postulate that suffering is linked to everything; for even in the throes of ecstasy one suffers its inevitable end. Suffering, at least for me, is now as routine as making a kettle of tea. I might add more thoughts to this later.
What is suffering for you?
What is suffering for you?
Beautiful flower. Mine are Clerodendrum Thomsoniae or Passiflora Incarnata.