Somewhat -- should say -- considerably better today. A day to recover.
Death is a strangely natural muse. is it true that the true subject of every poem ... is Death?
Are my symptoms increasingly consistent with asthma because i have grown to think of them more consistently as being asthma?
It strikes me that asthma would be a condition particularly susceptible to psychosomatic influence.
I cough & enter a kind of momentary alterd state -- not quite syncope -- still conscious -- but something close to a hypnogogic halucination -- but only of time -- of exit & entering & returning to this waking world, which in turn, on each occasion, seems less real & more distant.
In an insane world one has to be crazy to be sane. But everything depends on the kind of craziness... and there is no free choice. It happens... in the form you deserve.
What else can we mean by 'karma?"