OM when I wander in Samsara in the realm of the wrathful food emporiums, the supermarkets of the bardo of eternal price confusion, may I not wander aimless to decide between one 200gm tube or two 100gm tubes of the same toothpaste. May Majhanashoppinglist and his consort Sensiblebugettingbhava go before me and carry me through the fearful towers of the checkouts.
OM may I not be attracted by the bright flashing colours, shiny celophane, BOGOF and price-matching, but may the clear pure green light of the Exit shine before me and lead me to the eternal bliss of exiting the carpark.
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