Khan
Gone but not forgotten
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I was putting clothes on the line about 11AM on a cool (for August) dry morning and I experienced something.
Zen?
Tao?
Fugue state?
Oneness with the Universe?
A temporary losing of the boundaries between self and not-self?
This has happened before: On the point of a St Croix beach at 2AM on a moonless night standing in the Trade Winds watching the surf.
Minor and insignificant in the universe at large, but a bit interesting and disconcerting.
Zen?
Tao?
Fugue state?
Oneness with the Universe?
A temporary losing of the boundaries between self and not-self?
This has happened before: On the point of a St Croix beach at 2AM on a moonless night standing in the Trade Winds watching the surf.
Minor and insignificant in the universe at large, but a bit interesting and disconcerting.