The metaphysical description:
First I wanted to reach Nirvana ever since I learned of it. Then I found it.
I lost all sense of time. I did not eat or drink, only moved forward.
“Let me know if you find it,” said a man on the path– a man I would never see again.
I did not have a map, and after several hours started to fatigue. Will I reach it? Surely I will. The moment I trusted I would, a map appeared. Nirvana was closer than I thought.
In order to reach Nirvana I had to pass Something, but signs for Something had become nothing. I never found them at either end of that path. In order to know I reached Nirvana, I had to focus all my attention above eye level, above the crown. And then I was there!
Nirvana was like a steep climb and a patch of dank, dark tunnel until suddenly all manner of color and light appeared.
After reaching Nirvana, I came out upon a magical sunlit space called Limbo. I could have stayed there forever.
Suddenly I was hungry and knew I should head home. Six hours into my journey, I returned.
The physical description: