The Art of Dying
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The Art of Dying

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My New Path

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Once I had read the Dhammapada, I knew that Buddhism was my new home. Not only did the Buddhists know what my light experience had been all about (although I’ve since come across many other interpretations cum options, this to the point where I have no longer drawn any definitive conclusions — I’ll draw them when I see for myself precisely what happened back there in the fall of 1968) but they also knew what Truth was…




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Ulf Wolf

Ulf Wolf

Raised by trolls in northern Sweden, now settled on the California coast a stone’s throw south of the Oregon border. Here I meditate and write.

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