I must not engage with the discourse. Discourse is the mind-killer. Discourse is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face the discourse. I will permit it to pass over and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the discourse has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Jessica tasting a little drop of the discourse and Chani like no sip, big gulp!
“Many men have tried the Discourse… so many, but none has succeeded.”
“They tried and failed, all of them?”
“Oh, no.” She shook her head. “They tried and died.”
Tumblr teaches the attitude of the knife, chopping off the thread and saying now it’s complete because it ended here.
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