its night, the air is crawling

with bugs, not bad ones just lots of them, i mean every once in while i slip my foot in my sandal and theres a 5 inch black critter covered with green polka dots thats like poisonous but in a good way i hear, its said if this creature bites you, you will definitely reach enlightenment, before or after you die im not sure. the night air is filled with the music of the frogs and dogs and pollywogs, though you cant really hear the pollys, but they are there in the rice paddies. the cows are laying down or sleeping on their feet, nice trick, easier with four i guess. the roads here generally quiet at night with the occasional, and louder for it, horns going off. the connector road to the bigger cities is a kilometer away so theres heavy truck traffic during the week, but the weekend is here and its a bit lighter. today was death of the scooty, no reason, brand new, the electrical quit at night, had to kick start it and drive with no lights back from meditation, and not any meditation. I was in a trance state all day 8 hours, powerful energies descending, disconnected from my body, so it was kind of like being in a kite attached to the handlebars and driving from there, wheeeeee! my passenger was a little freaked as the giant trucks roared at us in the dark and we with no headlights in the glare driving blind as deaf bats hoping no dogs, people, carts, bikes whatever is in our path. but i felt nothing, unaffected by any idea we could have a wreck or anything could happen to this bubble of perfect motion filled with divine reckoning speeding through the warm night air madly loving the world and the void of black carpet before us.