I sat in deep meditation and then.
I fell through a rabbit hole.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a bottle labeled “DRINK ME.”
I noted the beautiful label and examined it.
It smelled of cherry-tart, custard, and hot buttered toast.
I was tempted by this intriguing offer but hesitated.
A fierce rabbit appeared with a ticking watch and a mala.
I heard the deep tone of a singing bowl and awakened.
I see through the delusions of Mara.
Poisons often come in pleasant forms.