It had been, when I read it, only a vaguely pregnant piece of nonsense. Now it was all as clear as day, as… — Aldous Huxley
It had been, when I read it, only a vaguely pregnant piece of nonsense. Now it was all as clear as day, as evident as Euclid. Of course the Dharma-Body of the Buddha was the hedge at the bottom of the garden. At the same time, and no less obviously, it was these flowers, it was anything that I—or rather the blessed Not-I, released for a moment from my throttling embrace—cared to look at.
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I was seeing what Adam had seen on the morning of his creation — the miracle, moment by moment, of naked existence.
