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One day, in a mood of sublime emptiness, Subhuti was resting underneath a tree when flowers began to fall about him.
“We are praising you for your discourse on emptiness,” the gods whispered to Subhuti.
“But I have not spoken of emptiness,” replied Subhuti.
“You have not spoken of emptiness, we have not heard emptiness,” responded the gods.
“This is the true emptiness.” The blossoms showered upon Subhuti as rain.
to be myself, only to be truly able to be for others.
La inceput nu am vrut, apoi nu am mai putut,
acum nici macar nu mai intelg cum te poti gindi cu rautate la cineva.
The world readily gives you a place in it.
So often so different from the one you think you have.
The human is the only one who can single mindedly refuse this automatic place. He fights with the world a constant non victorious battle.
There are mythical rumors that some have won.
do we float, do we sink, do we fly?