"After all, the value to mystics of realizing the transcendental nature of reality is that they become secure in a mode of being in which such virtues as love become simple. How can you not love when there is one consciousness and you know that you and the other are really not separate?" Amit Goswami, PhD

sometimes i hide in the darkness of the privacy that i created. i hide my head deep down from even myself because i'm afraid to examine what may lay there, quietly under a deep roar in the back of my subconscious. i hide and i wonder when i'll ever get out.

maybe i don't want out...

maybe i find comfort in the darkness that i've created for an audience of one.

maybe i find comfort in the tomb of pressuring time

maybe.. none of it mattered to anyone but me...

I once saw ganesh. He was sitting in the corner of the room in an alcove – his four beautiful arms going this way and that. My friend leaned over towards me and said in a voice so low that I could barely hear, “ganesh keeps telling which way to go, but I keep just going in circles.”

I turned to him and said, “you need to follow more than just one of his arms.”