lost and safe



In Zen Buddhism, the state of sudden indescribable intuitive enlightenment.


1. “Ah a little satori for Smith today,” says Morley. “What were you doing down here?” “Sleeping, mostly.” — The Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac

2. Jitka’s hands, which were holding the worn and contemptible shorts, dropped when she saw in the eyes of her husband a reflection of her satori, or rather anti-satori, since it was icy and grim . . . My God, how we’re living. — Lovers & Murderers, Vladimr Pral, Craig Stephen Cravens

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