The sleeping tortoise takes all its limbs into its carapace. So does the yogi: going back into himself he does not see anything worldly any longer, he makes peace in himself.
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
So a lorry-load of tortoises crashed into a train-load of terrapins, I thought "That's a turtle disaster".
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