For a moment everything was clear,
and when that happens you see that the world is barely there at all.
Don’t we all secretly know this?
It’s a perfectly balanced mechanism of shouts
and echoes
pretending to be wheels
and cogs,
a dreamclock chiming beneath a mystery-glass we call life. . . .
A universe
of horror
and loss
surrounding a single lighted stage
where mortals dance in defiance of the dark.
-Stephen King, 11/22/63
Alison Hinks Yoga 
Wow.
This lands so perfectly in my present experience of yoga central – Mysore City, south India.
Thanks.
When I read this, I literally had to close the book, lay my head back, and close my eyes… If I smoked i would have needed a cigarette.