Note to self
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
[Note to readers: I am feeling very anxious about performing my ex's wedding tomorrow afternoon, and I still have to do more writing for it (also writer's block), an ivory shirt/lavender tie combo to buy, and I cannot for the life of me commit the directional stuff for the smudging to memory. Why did I say I'd do this?]
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
[Note to readers: I am feeling very anxious about performing my ex's wedding tomorrow afternoon, and I still have to do more writing for it (also writer's block), an ivory shirt/lavender tie combo to buy, and I cannot for the life of me commit the directional stuff for the smudging to memory. Why did I say I'd do this?]