We judge each other,
for the faults we fear finding in ourselves.
There is no point in forcing polite conversation,
it would only be an insult.
But walking back and forth in the same corridor,
each with his own thoughts,
I know we are brothers.
Personal reflections, random thoughts, mostly but not exclusively and unintentionally related to Buddhism and the spiritual path. More specifically, a lot of what is written here is influenced by my practice of Vipassana meditation as taught by S.N. Goenka.
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