I had planned on killing myself in my 30th year because being could no longer contain the collective joy/pain that was being felt. I did anything I could to escape really seeing into the matter.
I died, don't know how or when. Somewhere between all these teachings zen killed "i" with a single glance.
Now to go pet dogs infinitely until their heads hit the moon and come back to earth!
Submitted January 06, 2019 at 06:29AM by Theslowcosby777 http://bit.ly/2Qt4ygC
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