I must not think.
Thought is the mind-killer.
Thinking is the little-death that brings total, er, total... something.
I will embrace forgetfulness.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will-- ooh, look: is that a parrot?
When thought has gone there will be nothing.
Not even me.
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