listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot

I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all

The truth of the matter is we don't understand our women; we blame on them and it's all our fault.

And as far as I can see the world is too old for us to talk about it with our new words.

I nudged myself closer to the ledge and closed my eyes and thought 'Oh what a life this is, why do we have to be born in the first place, and only so we can have our poor gentle flesh laid out to such impossible horrors as huge mountains and rock and empty space,' and with horror I remembered the famous Zen saying, 'When you get to the top of a mountain, keep climbing.' The saying made my hair stand on end; it had been such cute poetry sitting on Alvah's straw mats.

Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.

Is Virgin you trying to fathom me