I must not fish.
Fish is the mind-killer.
Fish is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fish.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fish has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain

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