2024-06-11 Journal Entry

Created: June 11, 2024 6:47 AM Tags: Daily

“Stop pushing,” he snatched the sack from his hand, nudging him aside with a light shoulder check.

“The movement comes from the wanting,” Marol told him. “But not your wanting. The world where there’s desire is where you need to go.”

The rough linen of the knapsack hummed softly, then quietly deflated into Marol’s hand, limp.

“That world is just like this one, everything is wanting. You must make it a world where your wanting and its wanting are no different.”