This particular piece made me a few enemies

Lately, when I meditate, questions plague me. Perhaps plague is not the right word, as there is a negative connotation to it. Plague makes one think of rats and fleas and medieval London streets piled high with rotting corpses. I think I should say, questions arise unbidden and seep into my consciousness and niggle at me until I actively seek out the answer. The problem is that most of these questions either possess complex, multi tiered answers or none at all, more like a “fill in the blank” so
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