The mountain of silence rises inward. The summit is the abyss. Climb by sinking.
There is only one word here, humming forever, "Am." "I" was never born.
A withered leaf on its twig is a withered leaf on its twig. The moon in a puddle, rainbowed by gasoline, is the moon in a puddle rainbowed by gasoline.
A stray white dog is a stray white dog, silhouette on garbage mound, bathed in luminous distance, washed by the diamond transparency of miraculous night.
Thus, in solitude, attain intimacy with creatures near and far.
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