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This is the last post for two weeks. Expect heavy updates on my return.

Three days and a wake-up, and I will behold pearly white beaches, and emaerald waters.

Green within green jungle and baking hot sun.

Grainy brown-red soil between my toes. The smell of roasted pineapple.



I can reach out and touch the rumbling beast, yellow and white, with dark stripes.

The animal that attacks from behind and is famous for eating humans will roll onto its back for me, and have its belly scratched.



I will lay there, and I will not think, nor will I speak. I will become a cup, and fill myself with the surroundings.

I shall drain myself, and arrive as an empty shell. And I will leave enriched.





Some people travel, and they come back with "It was nice. Good climate. I have a tan."

They did not leave empty. I will not make that mistake.



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Sang Tawan (Sunshine)



Kanchanaburi,

Arrayed in saffron robe, dreams

Tigers unconstrained.



-Joli

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Joli
01:39 Oct 27 2024

I need to stop traipsing through your footprints. My sigh was so loud, my dog's ears became antennae

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Something strange happened yesterday.

It has happened before once, but memories are vague.

Anyways, I was in a discussion with Eridanus. The original topic was pretty half-assed and nonsensical, but we somehow managed to direct our thoughts into a more interesting sub-topic. We both took a stance and arguments went back and forth.



Then he suddenly left the level of science/philosophy, and entered Zen (if I’d noticed he was in the same Coven as me, I would have somehow seen that coming, but alas, I was preoccupied with discussion). It entered the realm of “Discussion; simply exchange of energy in form of word”, and in my head, this sort of marked the end of all discussion. Like a marathon that suddenly flew over the finish line. All passive thought in my head, the “my toes are cold, screen is bright, fingers are currently curved over mouse” kind of thought vanished from my head. I quickly jotted down that I was signing off, and then sat back.

My mind was clear.

And I can’t help but wonder if that effect is exactly what Zen is supposed to induce; the meaning of Zen, no thought.



A good ten, fifteen minutes I sat there, in waking meditation, until finally a passive thought appeared: “tired, must sleep”.



Btw, the last time I felt this was after a long and fierce discussion that culminated in the idea that all conversation is exploration in the self, that all we know about ourselves is what surfaces of oneself during interaction with someone else.



This is worth seeking. I know that.

That's it.

Tickets to Thailand bought. I'll be spending TWO WEEKS in Thailand. Some of the time will be spent flying to the capitol, and from there bussing to the Tiger Temple. No less than one week will be spent dozing in the sun on the beach and diving in crystal clear emerald waters. Heading off in February. My god what a paradise.