A man set off on a long
pilgrimage to find himself…he devoted many years to his search but they were
unsuccessful and he had almost decided to stop his search…one day while
traveling through some non-descript area, he came to a river...while crossing
the river, the boat lurched and the man was thrown overboard…as hard as he
tried, he drifted farther and farther from the boat until he could not see it
anymore…he was certain he would drown…the man managed to stay afloat and he
found a big rock he could hang on to…then, he noticed something floating
towards him…as it got closer, he realized that it was the corpse of a person…when
it drifted so close that he could almost touch it, he suddenly recognized the
dead body - it was his own…! He lost all control and wailed at the sight of
himself, still and lifeless, drifting along the river's currents. That moment
was the beginning of his liberation…he suddenly calmed himself and made his way
to the safety of the shore, where he now felt at peace and fulfilled…he had
finally found himself, and then let himself go.
