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Milarepa and Demons

And Milarepa was attacked by demons.

Demons fucking demons, demons all around him. He had arrived as well, there in solitary meditation, which had reached the point where the demons were the front wall, to prevent him from continuing the journey, a path that seemed more and more downhill, always easier now that he was nearing the purity.

destroyed it and dragged him with them, making it swings back and forth because the perception could afford. And he understood what was still vulnerable, as far from its realization. He pledged to fight them now, but he defeated more than it appeared, to the point that he finally was able to understand that nothing in reality were just an illusion. A suspect who had right away. Each time a new demon threatened him, but he was getting the same question, the same damn question:

How can I be sure that this is not real? As the others were not real, how can I be sure that this is an illusion?

and fights, chafing and tearing more and more.

That question, the damn question, was the root of all demons.