Numbness would be one of them,
And stillness to avoid harm
To the benumbed. Then beauty,
Which is not rare in this world
But rarely allowed without
Pain, so beauty without pain.
No one can be rescued from
The past. A pseudicidal
Bit of fiction, the self is.
Anatta, then, another
Gift. Best, continuation
Unconcerned for the future.
You can't control it. You can't,
But the desire tortures you.
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