Alan Watts, The Game Of Desires

i accept myself as i am and i can leave without one more word..it is ok.

i learned not to think, for long not to give a shit for all intellectual constructions and interpretations

and i will severely cut down all i see as stress as far as i can.

of course i am not rid of karma.

desire is not more a game than i am in the eyes of a buddha.

i do not forbid playing but i remember to wake up in time.

i listen in many ways and spheres.

i will not forget that all memory is chewing gum formed and reformed

and formless and tasteless at the end: no use chewing on it like a cow.

there is no story but the one i or you invent.

smoke on the water...