"When you see a skeleton, all bare and white, in a film, you’re scared, aren't you? Yes, of course you are. But a skeleton, just like that goes with you everywhere... When you eat, when you write, when you laugh, even when you shop, there's always a white skeleton with you, with white ribs, with a skull and teeth and gaping sockets instead of eyes, as in all the pictures. When you have a woman, for instance, it's really just two skeletons grinding together. And if you can't hear the terrible noise which would turn the whole thing into a macabre joke, that’s just because there's still a soft layer in between. But it’s only temporary, Harrismann, it's perishable; it's made of a moist substance that rots easily. It's a very frail wrapping - do you see? You're probably half asleep, aren't you? I just wanted to say that we're very fragile. Amazingly so... "
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i want to lean back into a melody of tunes, breathing but without my fragile body around me, light and free from shivering. no hunger, no thirst, just an atmosphere..
For me, awareness of fragility is a means towards humility. As such, meditations on fragility and impermanence should delve deeper into frailty, appreciating how it relates to oneself.
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