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Why take the highway?
Sure, it's the safe route, the easy route.
But the emptiness calls me.
I want to walk and walk and walk
until I can no longer see the highway.
Until I can no longer see any path of any kind.

I want to sit on a hill way out there.
That hill.
The one with the meadow leading up through
the trees and covering its top.
Bet I could see the river from there.
I'll sit up there, and I'll watch the day go by,
and I'll know, finally, just how useless
all that effort, all that anger, all that fighting
really was.

I'm going to sit up there and let the underlying
peace—the peace that underlies everything,
even those meaningless battles—
flow through me without resistance, without judgment,
without intellection, without introspection.
Nobody will know I'm here.