It’s a quiet winter morning, the sun is shining. Trains pass by smoothly. Some birds are singing, some crows are calling out. A few dead leaves, refusing to let go of the tree, rustle in the wind. This day marks the beginning of a new year, full of hope and good intentions. Will your dreams… Continue reading Happy New Year?
Tag: transience
Mirage
I’ve been planted into your cellsFrom the very first recognition of separationThe moment I taught you my nameSaid your nameWhen we turned into you and meDivided by an invisible borderThe paradise located somewhere beyondVague memory, diffuse vision Left aloneLost aloneIn time and space This world is your creationBut all emptyYou seek abundance in the voidCompletion… Continue reading Mirage
When the mirror breaks
Suffering is at home in the belief of a separated self. It’s the belief that life as it appears is deeply wrong, that it should be different or better. It’s also the belief that life and all its sensations are owned personally, that there’s someone to blame, to take responsibility, to have choice, to be… Continue reading When the mirror breaks
∇
Can you feelthe breeze of impermanenceWashing awayyour memory and griefHope and visionRaw and gentleThe past blursAnd turns into a phantomThe future is uncertaintyHold onIt will breakYouMe Have we ever met?Have we ever been anything elsethan a mirageto each other?Memory, a tale of love and lossOf longing, a stream that has no source and no arrivalMotion… Continue reading ∇
n\one
Looking into the eyes,the first reflectionAnd the mirror cracksWhat you see crumblesImpermanence carves its scent deeply into growth and shape Reflection is a voidVolatile, undefined form, shimmering through the emptinessA mysterious fountain of nothing and abundance And from and in the voidNo one is talkingNo one can be heardNo message is sentnot even silence is… Continue reading n\one
Δ
Sometimes, it appears as the seconds of your life heading for their evaporation,then it feels like the life force pulsing vibrantly through every cell of your beingThe depth of the abyss meeting the peak of blissAnd a glimpse into nothingness and annihilation that feels like liberationBut you can’t get there, can’t get this There’s some… Continue reading Δ
Afterdeath
You have closed your eyes, and never again will a word pass your lips.Your breath has left this body, dissolving you into invisibility. It seems like the end of the story, the final destination.But it is not a return home – no one ever left.It was always, and still is. Tears and mourning around you,… Continue reading Afterdeath
How did I get there
I don’t know how I got thereIt seems like I didBut did I really?My memory is a storyNowAnd was it ever not one?Can the protagonist of this storyof any storybe anything other than a fictional character?Playing out conditioning How can you know that I am realWhen we live in each other’s imaginationSeemingly intertwined through perception… Continue reading How did I get there
Abundance
This is it, plain, raw and unseeable: the emptiness of all things, as all things, thoughts, sensations, appearances – seamlessly emerging and dissolving. Nothing and no one is separate from itself, never has it been: always a seamless stream of what is happening, phantoms and shadows arising and disappearing. Can you remember the beginning of… Continue reading Abundance
Tomb Diver
Life, meeting its fragmentationMeeting its unificationMeeting itselfWaiting for itself Being this immediate shape-shifting Looks like being bornAnd growingSometimes ThrivingSometimes BloomingSometimes CripplingWiltingDecayingDying LifeSometimes a mother who nurtures,then one that starves you,a father, that one time protects, another time abandons you Cries of lust and terrorSighs of pleasure and despair Life birthing death, death embracing life A… Continue reading Tomb Diver