Plesiohedron

Yeah, your neighbors sound pretty bad.

I hate working for Indian people. Every time it's a bad experience.

I'm a carpenter.

I feel justified but I also feel a bit racist.

People in the community with special power and anonymity. No. That doesn't work either.

Tbf, having a central authority dictate the truth to you ain't so great.

Neither is having classes of people who you aren't allowed to offend.

As the Buddhist monks say : "poverty is our shield"

Nice. Thanks. I do Shikantaza mself.

I'm a sperg and I meditate.

Shikantaza.

It gets me high, expands my world, makes things smooth.

It overcomes it the way levitation might overcome a limp.

A swail (swale) is defined as "a shallow ditch". Which rhymes with shallow bitch.

You could have just said "Beware!" or "Dooooooommmmm!!!!". No need for such verbosity.

Icarus. The wings made of wax and stuff. He got too high so the gods slapped him.

Total metaphor of course. He was a shaman, took too much shrooms, had a legendarily bad trip.

Even when learning to play a instrument you get feedback. When you twang the strings with your inexpert fingers and make a sound. That's a huge source of guidance.

In meditation that feedback is key. A dozen feelings and effects. You experiment. You feel your way through the darkness.

Without that you are guided by ... what?

No it isn't. It's like saying if you don't feel anything at all then you just stop lifting weights the way you're doing it. A strain in your muscles. A little sweat. A little worn out. Anything.

And if you don't feel anything, then maybe change your routine. Increase your reps. Increase your weight.

Because otherwise, what exactly are you doing? Just banging out some formula and hoping for the best? Hoping the happy story that your teacher told you someday comes true? That's dumb.

The results are the guide. You feel your way along with that feedback.