i was meditating at the urban wetlands around dusk. with the help of my mala beads i did a round of chants, which brought about fascinating mind-states in and of themselves. most notable was that, during some repetitions that i did silently, the mantra didn't just come from my throat or my heart or my navel center; it came from my being. my pores
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