Yesterday I sat and realized this: the desires I have that I resist, whether by shaming into temporary silence or preoccupation with something else, are me. The anger and frustration is me. The lust and greed and arrogance are me. The enlightenment, the peace sought by those who wade into the water is that of no-escape.

And with that, I cried and giggled at the same time. I am trapped in the mind of this universe and free to watch it all unfold in peace.