ccs wrote:We died in shame.
We died in convulsions, or of "insult to the brain".
We died incontinent, and in disgrace, abandoned.
page 164 in the book
One night in park, in city X I woke up lying down on the lawn. I had broken ribs and nose, My body weight was less a several kilograms than use to be.
really exhausted, without job, money and friends many kilometers far from home. I hadnt even power to rise my body or cry for help. I was looking at clear dark sky, at shining stars. I felt I gonna died.
I said -if you exist, what the trouble for you lift me?
of course remembering hopelessness and helplessness doesnt keep me sober but I come back to this moment to remind me that how matter is serious I need it especially then I dont want to work on and practice program.
Its amazing that depending on where people live They see other sky, other stars. I have never seen Crux Constellation and so many people never seen North Star. Fortunately the Moon and the Sun We can watch the same
It connectes us...not only that...