Friday, November 15, 2013

4752. I WAS STANDING


I WAS STANDING
Now there's no deciding; now there no
'dang' in my danger. I can walk freely where
only before I walked in fear. I went down to the
river, standing just where the light descended, the
crazy voice twisting and running backwards - 'This
is capitulation : the will is of my making.' I was standing.
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I remain idle at earthquakes and floods. I have nowhere to
go and nowhere to run : for I am already nothing at all.
Renouncing my life was quite simple. This is satori, the
end of desire. My mind's final wish is to understand zero,
to understand zero here where I'm standing.

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