Wrapped in a blanket she closed her bathroom door and sank to the ground. The vinyl cabinet felt solid behind her. A couple seconds of searching in the dark found her tablet. She paused, her face illuminated by the lock screen. After a couple seconds the screen dimmed and went dark. Her neck ached softly as she leaned her head against the vinyl.

  “Just, stay in the tension,” she said softly, scratching at an itch along her collarbone. And as she sat there, there in the dark, her want faded as all desires do. But who was she without them? Her feverish hands found the tablet, grasping at their coattails.

  The tablet blinked to life, and she had to squint as she lowered the brightness before she unlocked the device and navigated to an app.

  She opened Pinterest, then a folder: Wisdom, philosophy, and esoteric nonsense. She pressed on the first post.

  The man of Tao remains unknown. Perfect virtue produces nothing. ‘no self’ is ‘true self’. And the greatest man is nobody. - Chang Tzu.

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  She swiped

  “People are still good, mostly” she said

  “Not from what I’m hearing” he said.

  “Love is quieter than gunshots. But there is more of it.”

  She swiped

  Sometimes happiness means doing strange things with weird people.

  She smiled, looking at the parade of gnomes, a fairy, and a goblin. She swiped.

  “Tactics without strategy is the noise before defeat” – Sun Tzu.

  Swipe

  An intelligent man finds almost everything ridiculous, a wise man hardly anything. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

  Swipe

  “The problem is not to find the answer. It’s to face the answer” Terence McKenna

  She took a deep breath, looking at the boy facing the shadow of a dragon. It was certainly true. Swipe.

  “I thought same color meant same taste.

  Tangerines, oranges, and the sun. Citrus.

  When I saw my great-grandmother peel a tangerine with her bare hands while men used knives for oranges, she became God.

  I imagined what she could do with the sun.” – JP Infante, Yasica, Puerto Plata.

  She swiped.

  Latibule: (noun) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.

  The roof collapsed, and she was swallowed by the dark.