You wake up. The room is spinning very gently round your head. Or at least it would be if you could see it which you can't.
It is pitch black.
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"Peace of mind isn't at all superficial, really," I expound. "It's the whole thing. That which produces it is good maintenance; that which disturbs it is poor maintenance. What we call workability of the machine is just an objectification of this peace of mind. The ultimate test is always your own serenity."
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.
Uma árvore geme se a cortam, um cão gane se lhe batem, um homem cresce se o ofendem.