[Accidental Voice]

[unknownrival]

[Issei is praying. Anyone who knows anything of Japanese Buddhism will recognize that. Even those who aren't familiar will know that he isn't doing it very well. He keeps stopping and restarting after making a mistake. Eventually, he gives up altogether.]

I'm a failure as a monk... If I cannot purify myself of such base thoughts, of what use am I? I should, should be running the streets rather than living in a temple!

[There's a loud thunk.]

Ow. Even beating my head against the wall will not remove these thoughts, it seems. Dear Buddha, help me...

Comments

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I hope so. I can't focus on my work like this.

[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

... At the current time, I can absolutely sympathise with you.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Could it be a virus?

[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

It must be. I am rarely bothered by such perky pesky thoughts.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I don't understand why they're coming so frequently, otherwise.

[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

... I am curious now: do any of these viruses ever have positive consequences?

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I enjoyed the one where I thought I was married.

[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

... Oh. It must have felt unpleasant when it ended, though.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Honestly, not so much. I was married to my 'boyfriend', so it was merely sweet.

[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

Well, that still sounds better than the viruses I have been through.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

They can be nice.