Returning to touch. Returning to touch. Returning to touch. I tell myself to do this, over and over.
What is the sense door of touch? Where is it?
I know that I pick up the touch with my mind door. My mind discusses the feeling and this is all I see; hard, soft, finger, touching, meditation, are how I define my experience.
There is experience right at the door, before I wrap around it; before I develop my 'I' around it.
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