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Buddha tells a man how the relationship between his dog and himself is like the relationship between him and nirvana.
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The
laughter echoed through camping area as the four of us drank on through the
night. Five solid hours of binge
drinking had caused our group to ..
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The trail was a simple one, one
way in, one way out. It would be hard to
get lost with such a simple objective. I
knew there would be other campers..
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I rose up from my seat under the canopy to investigate the camp fire and
Scooter rose with me. When I first
walked up I thought it was my eyes pla..
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The
city was enormous, as I looked around the changing landscape; the city went as
far as my eyes could see. I was no
longer in the dank, swampy re..
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I
looked down at my right arm and I could tell that I was in some sort of
suit. Grey in color, and some sort of
weird mesh fabric. Unlike anything ..
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Bullets
flew and flares burst, we were in the middle of all-out battle. I looked down at my legs and once again my
wardrobe had changed, now I was w..
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At
first, I couldn’t make out who was speaking but as I took a few steps forward
my vision got clearer. It was middle age
man, medium in sta..
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Lava had begun bubble up from the
ground, right where the dying embers used to be. Before I could analyze further, a sharp wind
hit me right under t..
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As
the sun began to grace the sky, I kicked back in the chair by the smoldering
remnants of the fire. I took out my
cigarettes, slowly drew one fr..
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