Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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By the time he feels the pain, he has begun to accept it and to understand it. Whatever it is that has been done to his mind has helped him to accept and to understand. He is unable to describe or to explain what has happened to him, but describing and explaining are non-essential pursuits that are, at best, parallel to acceptance and understanding. His stump appears to have healed a little. Skin has grown over the open wound where his hand had been severed from his arm. But the healing has not been complete: there is discoloration and a bit of bloating and some other nasty stuff going on that will make him concerned about infection. But he will only be concerned once his mind has come back to normal. Now, all merges as a blissful one-ness; he is fascinated with everything but concerned with nothing. He is thinking about the sea and the sea and the sea is merged with everything everywhere hiding and revealing and soon I we will swim and then
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