a conversation with the universe.

In the Maharatnakuta Sutra, a collection of Mahayana Buddhist verses of sorts, it says that when one bodhisattva (i.e., person of great compassion) gets angry at another bodhisattva countless obstacles are set up everywhere in the universe.

While I may not be dealing with another bodhisattva lately, I get it.

Everything is hard.

Universe, did you hear me? I get it.

LAY. OFF.

Please.

I’m getting nowhere.
And I’m tired of jumping over the fucking hurdles you’ve put up.
And because I’ve tried everything I’m supposed to.
Everything I can think of.

Meditation.
Visualization and that fucking ball of light.
Prayer.

Tarot cards.
More meditation.
More visualization.
Screaming.
Swearing.
Writing nasty letters I didn’t send.
Writing sincere ones I did.

Voodoo dolls. (TOTALLY. KIDDING.)

More fucking meditation.
Giant. Fucking. Ball. Of. Light.

 I have now reached the pinnacle of frustration, and I’d like to touch some fucking peace.

Breathe.


I’m fucking breathing, Universe!

BREATHE IN.

BREATHE OUT.


Grumble.

In.

Out.


Sigh…In. Out.

And again.


IN.

OUT.

Hey, Bodhisattva.


Yeah?

Bodhisattva.


I said, YEAH.

Person of great…


…compassion?

Oh.

Shit.

Yeah, I’ll try that.

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