The world presses down on me with a destructive force
and makes me completely incompetent for the world.
The other also continues: the warmth, the deeper and further bearing with liberated intelligence,
I’ve done a damned good job of that, I thought for a moment,
and I almost immediately burned
under the direct burning force of attention.
Attention is a flame, yes Krishnaji 
I’m starting to feel him, but it’s also clear to me that becoming friends is never in the cards.
That too is a concept, a beautifully interpretive one, yes Krishnaji.
But I feel him, one-on-one 
