Reflections from the Tibetan Book of the Dead

Like Oddyseus
I wandered far through random space,
terrified by my own mind
because I did not recognize in its time
my own nature. I did not take my own natural course
toward liberation.
   "Deny thyself," is only one-third of the teaching.  To
   do only this is the way to madness.
  "Deny thyself, pick up thy cross," is only two-thirds
   of the teaching.  This is the way to stagnate in your own
   nature until that nature rises up in sexual terrors,
   the weight of the world on your shoulders-
   the way of Atlas the Titan.
   "Deny thyself, pick up thy cross, and follow me,"
   is the three-fold path. 
   Following the way of your nature,
   while denying yourself those distractions which
   would not allow you to melt into deeper peace with yourself,
   ever to degree;
   Carrying your cross,
   which marks your nature,
   forces you into the spirit of your mind.
   Following the Way leads you to the path of liberation,
   the recognition of your mind as fluid light,
   as lotus flower in bloom and decline,
   and to eventual liberation.
I wandered far through random space
terrified by my own  mind.
In my wandering I could enter anywhere,
but nowhere could I rest.
And I longed to be born into some identity,
and I struggeld to find the path back to my own nature,
and my own mind.