Part II - The Monkey Wearing Its Suit of Armour.

I've had just enough time to...   see the monkey wearing its suit of armour

Taken in the same temple in Kathmandu of the monkey wearing its chain of armour.

The Monkey wrapped itself in chain

Invisible

Only to itself

And the others wonder why

It so willingly

Wears its burden

But the monkey feels safe

In its chains

Of armor

That was how I found the monkey

In the temple

Still wearing its chains

A century after

The Best Of An Imperfect World.

I've had enough time...   to reflect on freedom and responsibility.

Taken in Jesselton, East Malaysia

And I never started to plow in my life

That someone did not stop in the road

And take me away to a dance or picnic.

I ended up with a broken fiddle—

And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,

And not a single regret.

-" Fiddler Jones" Edgar Lee Master

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Though my chains be shackled to the daily grind,

To earn our morsel of daily bread.

I will prick my ears to pause and listen

To snatches of faint music,

Have a few broken laughs

And imperfect memories,

And no time for regrets.