Five minutes of silence-day four. Jan 13th 2005.
01/13/2005 02:07 p.m.


I woke up, as in my previous endeavor, from my afternoon siesta at around four, wondering if I ever succeeded in any moment of silence or I actually dozed off. I felt an anger emerging from with in and surging outwards. I started thinking in terms of challenging every living so called self conscious bipeds on this earth to prove that they had a choice or this misnomer, the so called will, by stopping their internal blah blah for sixty seconds at a stretch. Knowing the idiocy, futility and meaninglessness of this challenge and realizing that I was angry, I was angry that I was angry. With this the direction of my anger turned inwards and gradually subsided. The end result was that I resolved to work hard.
The only positive aspect of the whole experience of this nonexperience is that, that I found this act of my shaving is establishing an association with my resolve of five sessions of silence of five minutes a day.


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