In the bardo (3)

One of the best depictions of hell (that is, a state we create for ourselves) is found in Samuel Beckett’s two-act play Waiting for Godot, during which two men sit under a leafless tree waiting endless days for a man who never shows up.

In the bardo (2)

Listen to the music of the young ones, the braves. They’re not waiting for an apology from the Pope.

Gullible’s travels

The only thing that keeps a negative thought from slinking off to the bardo is our belief in that thought.