oh, the fangs of the afflictions. now the fifth paramita, meditation. the mind is completely destabilized. broken-openness. nothing lasts. standing on a bridge with the river of thought running below. we familiarize with our mind. those down there in the land grab, everyone exists. we go into life's difficulties with a gimlet eye. we need help. our boundaries keep us isolated, protecting ourselves from toxicity, but they really protect them from our inability to give and receive. we're all susceptible to crazy, society's ruled by criminals.