inhalation
just inhale the senseswithout attaching
cut the trainbefore it arrives to the stationon its old rusty tracks
the tracks are not really therethey are created by sustaining actions
they form a habittrying to make sense in a non-logical world,to make us feel safe,when there is no safety
because safety itself it a track,that's unreliable, really empty
it has a form but does not containing anything
so leave the station,just inhaling these illusionswithout attachment
and let's the next moment decide