I think a good measure of a person's inner calm might be his or her ability to move through crowds. So today my wu nien was goin' ON. Two cars passing a bike behind me on the left and a obasan at one o'clock? They are as stones and leaves in a calm river. That bike will swerve to avoid that kid. That drunken businessman will stumble to the left. The way opens. I reach the family mart just as the crosswalk turns red. No matter. I go in, purchase my Van Houten, (no bag, just a straw, thanks) step out of the store and off the curb just as (blink) the man in the funny hat turns green. And I strut across the non-dualistic street.

Satori is if you can make it across town and through a train change without losing the rhythm in your ipod.