vayama is a dill, page-28

I must catch a ferry home from work.

Yesterday there was a beautiful rainbow, like one I had never seen before.

It was a full rainbow, arising in the water in front of us and ending in the ocean in the distance.

That is very rare, to see the beginning and end and the entire arc of a rainbow.

It was so close, you could have touched it and searched for than pot of gold.

Russell. Your pretty pictures remind me of that wonderful experience yesterday. My rapture has returned.

Although, I must say, it is not wise to become rapturous over something that is merely an illusion.

Charts are the same. Just mere illusions. Just rainbows. Here at one moment and gone the next. Arising from fleeting conditions rather than grounded in fundamental reality.