6/17/2010

    The answer to every question is NO. Then, when the mind is still, let the N melt away.

    Friends, how many sets of wings we are, all bearing one weightless soul, who circumscribes the cosmos in a lovely Zero, going nowhere, equaling nothing.

    Of course the Zero's emptiness is not nothing, but everything, a vibrant churning sea of virtual selves, fluctuations of the vacuum, where we are both wave and particle, each at our base the ocean of all yet at our peak a particular person. We don't dance with each other. We dance in each other.

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