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	<title>Comments on: Stop Making Sense</title>
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	<description>I go many places</description>
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		<title>By: Henry Verheggen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Henry Verheggen</dc:creator>
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		<description>Well said, Malcolm. I heard a story: There was a teacher who described samsara as &quot;the son of a barren woman&quot;. Well one day he was having a session with his students, when he got called away for a few minutes. The students got into an argument. When he came back and saw what was going on he laughed and said, &quot;See now they are arranging the marriage of the son of the barren woman.&quot;</description>
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