I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Only I am remaining, watching the path of the coriolis storm, reflecting on the surroundings and on myself. Only I remain, waiting to be reborn. I believe it’s over now.
And now, I can learn again, I can try to calm my hunger for life, I can do so many things again. And most importantly, I come out of it bearing the gratitude litanies in my mind, at every moment.
I come out of it and I’ll be okay.