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There are times when the white sheet on the desk before me remains untouched minute after minute, for words will not come to express the inexpressible mood, the strange presence, the incredible loss of memory which makes me forget where I am, what I am, what I am trying to do, and which mysteriously merges me into That which is, but is not any particular thing. Only after I return to normality do I discover that during that mood I was no longer the writer or even the thinker, for there were no thoughts. It was a mood of release and a benign one.

-- Notebooks Category 24: The Peace within You > Chapter 4 : Seek the Deeper Stillness > # 170