May 31 2009
The Resolution of Pain Requires Silence
I sit on my bed. I see my pillow, and am caught between two opposing desires. The joy of escaping the bitter, cold grasp of this hell known as reality, and fear that my mind is so preoccupied with negative thoughts that the alternative shall be infinitely worse than that which I am trying to escape.
I feel like a man sitting in silence in an open field, the rain, lightning, thunder, all striking and falling around his body. It penetrates his gaze by rolling down into his eyes, by starting fires all around his naked body. And he sits, silent, ignoring the storm which threatens to end his life.
So here I sit, silent, while the storm erupts around me.
So what does one do?
Stand up from your sitting position, be strong.
You can make it through the storm, I have faith in you.