Fearful of death,
I walked in the mountains.
By meditating on its uncertain hour,
I conquered the immortal bastion
of the immutable. Now I am
far beyond fearing
death.
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Milarepa,
the twelfth-century Tibetan
yogi who sang wonderful songs about
the proper way to meditate, said that the mind
has more projections than there are dust motes in a
sunbeam and that even hundreds of spears couldn’t put
an end to that. As meditators we might as well stop struggling
against our thoughts and realize that honesty and humor
are far more inspiring and helpful than any
kind of solemn religious striving
for or against
anything.
