A Crow brings Nirvana
"laying, staring without dreams or thoughts, I knew I was going to die but I forgot it - I looked at a crow which was waiting until I was finished. I used to hate crows, but now I love this crow. mind becomes no mind, ears stop suffering both silence, and noise are gone. my eyes although I see, see neither darkness or light, my body while uncomfortable shrinks into the comfort of a floating baby in the womb. My breathe moves without my effort, my feelings are neither feeling nor not feeling, then I remember my daughter dancing by the fire for the first time and I laugh, and am happy.. and disturbed from the zen and maybe for the rest of eternity will never remember my daughter again, the crow flaps it's wings at me." |
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