i've read enough read enough to know all the angles the non-identity removal transcendence ego freedom end of suffering jargon
yes, i know all the angles i can spit out the rhetoric like a well-fed tape machine dancing on the emptiness of adyashanti, torturing my mind with cleverness and verbal algorithms
and i know the techniques the meditation, the yoga, the self-inquiry, right thought and right action living a life of service devoted to the evolution of consciousness and humanity
but i would give it all up for one moment-- just one moment:
to die in the voice of an ancient call from a family of wolves howling wildly into the night, with no language or knowledge, only the gutteral vibration of their cry cursing the creator for making a life destined to fail.
for the ecstatic pain of their moan, i would pay the highest price.