Zelda's Inferno exercise: write about the mystic sense
one time I danced all night around a huge bonfire in the driving rain, screaming to the skies, a roar of pain and defiance, emptying out
one time I lay on my back in the snow with a head full of strange chemicals and the sky reached down and touched me with love
one time I stood on a commuter train near Tokyo and knew, just knew, that every person in that car was "just like this", a Tathagata, a lamp onto his or her self, a subject, an experience
one time I walked around Boston harbor on a September afternoon wowed by the beauty of everyone and everything
as i walked back to the subway a street musician with an electric guitar was playing the music that was in my head
one time I stood on the dojo floor, exhausted, facing an opponent a stronger, faster, and a head taller than me, and not caring, beyond fear or pain, throwing my whole self into the fight, nothing left in me so nothing left to be in the way
each time getting out of my self for a little while
removing the barrier boundary
like opening a window to let fresh air into the room
or like a water balloon floating in the sea
and then take away the balloon