It's as if I just sit and ferment when I should be sitting to FO-ment ---> ACTION that can ease the Pain of self-imposed Sterility . I know I'm doing it, know its rwong---still ~~~~~~~ . I can fly anywhere and DO everything, but Death surrounds me, hangs upon my neck like an anaconda, squeezing ever tighter with each fucking breath ~~~ and I COULD call upon the Naga Lord King to help me, I mean, I could, Did He not Protect the World Honored One during HIS Question ? Am I insane to consider myself as Buddha ??--- surely Yes . I sit catatonic, waiting--waiting---waiting---- ....
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