"Questioning the fabric of reality can led you to either madness or the truth and the funny thing is that you won't know which is which." Our self creates our illusionary reality. Fearing madness without it, we hold it both hands tight; though it's actually holding us; precluding us from grasping the truth, which is the key to freedom from the self. Yet, if we loosen our hold, we can hold our reality with one hand and the key with the other....
Knotted wood with odd streaks of brown hue, useful for many a thing to do. Building a desk, feeding a fire; so many possibilities, one can never tire. While its static form seems not to change, what happens below its surface is beyond imagination's range: The atoms are dancing to the music of electrons as compounds are mating as they have for eons. Now the wood is not as it once was, it's a marvel beyond words and without flaws....
There is no fountainhead, river or sea just something flowing freely, whatever it be....
Political ideologists take lots of blood to warm their mind, leaving their eyes blind and their hearts cold....
Under the sun and without the self we would surely starve to death. Those who forget we are the soul cannot survive death, the black hole....
Kanako Iiyama Koan 13 Is it so?...
A objective description of reality lacks a sense of reality....
Subjects and objects are illusions, as all there is is is....
it is ever-changing and always the same it is finite and infinite it is temporary and eternal it cannot be compared to anything it is not part of anything it is not missing anything it is whatever you think it is it is nothing you think it is it cannot be described it is what it is whatever it is it is who you are it is perfect it is nothing it is the everything it is the is....
Life is a play; at times a drama, at times a comedy. Upon realizing it's a play, dramas and are funnier than comedies....