What do you see?: his mind asks mine silently.
My mind races.
Let my cycle through my four breaths, three times each: I say..
[Time passes in our empathic silence]
My eyes hold the other’s,
In the meantime,
Strange music plays with præter-natural lyrics.
Goosebumps envelop me.
I see energy: I say.
What does that mean?: he asks
Nothing that makes much sense when put into conscious explanations: I shrug, smiling.
Tao: he says.
Tao adjacent: I respond.
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