Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw resurfaced in my mind quite spontaneously this evening, yet that is often the nature of such things.

Something small triggers it. This time it was the sound of pages sticking together as I attempted to leaf through an ancient volume placed too near the window pane. Humidity does that. I stopped for a duration that felt excessive, separating the pages one by one, and his name simply manifested again, quiet and unbidden.Respected individuals of his

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