Comme, comme, bébé comme la vie Passe vite avant qu’on ait compris C’est l’heure de dire où suis-je, quel est ce monde-là? Et adieu déjà Adieu déjà — Bébé comme la vie by France Gall A shadow entered through the front door of a hospital. It then coursed through the…

Not sure how I missed this story when it was first published. At any rate, I can tell you now what I probably would not have told you then. With the publication of my allegorical autobio there's no point hiding it anymore. The autobio is here, by the way: https://medium.com/the-liminal-man/table-of-contents-of-the-liminal-man-528e31f97667 …

As the lotus flower starts life in the mud, but rises above it, and blossoms above the water, unsullied by the mud, so the enlightened being starts his life among the passions of the world, but rises above them, and gains enlightenment, unsullied by these passions. …

To live is to suffer. — Pierre’s formulation of the First Noble Truth of Buddhism. A nurse entered the room, and, through her N95 mask, she addressed the man who was reclining on the bed. “Mr. Desjardins, we’re ready for your brain biopsy. …

What follows is the report from me, the consciousness that was split off from Pierre Desjardins’ consciousness on November 17th, 2020, and appeared to his original consciousness as a lotus flower. My creator saw it fit to split me off from Pierre’s consciousness in order to investigate and record how…