I'm in the middle of a zen retreat and today's discourse was about ego and how it is reborn when nirvana is attained. Currently my ego isn't too fond of it's death and it put up quite a stink today, giving me all these reasons why it should stick around a little longer. And I fully agree, and I find great peace in not lying to myself about that.
The Last Day Of Our Acquaintance by Sinead O'Connor hasn't left my brain since this discourse.
This is the last day of our acquaintance I will meet you later in somebody's office I'll talk but you won't listen to me I know what your answer will be I know you don't love me anymore You used to hold my hand when the plane took off Two years ago there just seemed so much more And I don't know what happened to our love Today's the day Our friendship has been stale And we will meet later to finalize the details Two years ago the seed was planted And since then you have taken me for granted But this is the last day of our acquaintance I will meet you later in somebody's office I'll talk but you won't listen to me I know your answer already But this is the last day of our acquaintance I will meet you later in somebody's office I'll talk but you won't listen to me I know your answer already I know your answer already I know your answer already
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