Since the last few days, the sense of that flowing -- not in fits and starts, but smoothly, like a great wine on the tongue, with candlelight and basil noodles, to jack up the high:)
The stupendous thing is to laugh at yourself, such freedom. Even more stupendous, the madness of seeing yourself as just another of those persons in front of u... . this sense of the I here: my own take and that of Shankara:)
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