Life is pain.Life is illusion.Therefore, pain is illusion.Its simply one of the more irritating consequences of Samsara the imaginary world in which were all condemned to stagger about blindfolded, bumping into imaginary objects, physical
at the open door. I noticed, for the first time, a peppering of grey about his muzzle. As I limped down the hill, I was overtaken by a pack of athletic snails.Nowadays it takes a good 10 minutes before the sharp pain in my right knee subsides to a dull
