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an existential attitude toward liberation that I had arrived at over
the past two decades?
An Indian Airlines jet during monsoon season, however, is not
exactly the best place to dwell on such things. Ploughing across a
highway of clouds cobbled with what felt like vast boulders of sodden
cotton wool, I suddenly had
no
desire to be liberated from the
comforting security of matter and the chains of flesh - at least, to
paraphrase Saint Augustine, not quite
yet
. . .
