On the cushion listening to the sounds of silence.
On the cushion enjoying crickets in the ears.
On the cushion imagining life as a dream.
On the cushion witnessing the waking up.
On the cushion experiencing the points of sensation.
On the cushion hearing the whimpering of a mad man.
On the cushion wondering why thoughts appear to be in the brain.
On the cushion scared to see the dreamer of the dream.
On the cushion seeing the creator of the world.
On the cushion embracing the oneness of the universe.
On the cushion, a curious child, bewildered and lost.
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