i am so hungry i do not like this world i have fed it so much yet i starve now i worry what haven't i done there are merely a few roads i haven't taken all of them leads to the same end too do i still change my narratives i guess i should atleast i am not starved of narratives i should eat one of those narratives make do, wear myself down but say it is might, it is tenacity make do, the familiar road hungry but i have to take it
I can think, I can wait but I cannot fast, I have always been a diabetic, so how can I be Buddha? death?