THE BLISS OF EMPTINESS (October 19, 2011)
Mind empty. But churning, churning. Forever alert to any movement within and without its tiny cage. Churning, as if utterly oblivious to the bliss of emptiness.
Mind empty. But churning, churning. Forever alert to any movement within and without its tiny cage. Churning, as if utterly oblivious to the bliss of emptiness.