I
must not fear Bacon. Bacon is the mind-feeder. Bacon is the little-life that
brings total obliteration to hunger. I will face my Bacon. 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 Bacon has gone there will be nothing. Only I
will remain, satisfied.
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