*image by Ben Harubin

Instincts fear loss of life,
thoughts fear loss of mentally contrived possessions.
Which is worse?
Whichever you feel is worse is worse for you,
for that's what you are.

In a mystical lodge one monk cried out, "I can hardly fuckin' stand it!"
And the master said, "You mean the suffering of life?"
"No," cried the monk, "being so close, so constantly fuckin' close."
"Oh," whispered the head of the school.

Among strangers, one friend never asks another how things are going,
or if he's running late. (Treat yourself as well.)

 

In a turned-inside-out variation of our universe (or else ours in a more correctly perceived state),
one man looked at himself closely in a mirror and whispered, "Will you be my girlfriend?"
To which his reflection indignantly replied, "I can't believe you'd ask such,
after all I've done for you."

And now back to your regular world...(if that's what you're satisfied with).

Questions:
The trouble with questions is that you end up answering them.

Instincts & Thought Go For A Walk -- Having A Talk Near A Graveyard:
"There is nothing to achieve in the world of the dead."
"Neither in that of illusion."