Sleeping while awake

The veil's magic is drawn over the individual, barely revealing its own secrets. If many tunnels deny the image of the view, the manoeuvrable arch stands for the denial of the complex. That incompleteness allows itself the loss of everything seen, the certainty of the visible blends into the dreaming self, seemingly close to comprehension. What is seen must last in suchness, [...]

The blossom dying in the awakening

That flower, whose beauty is long in the making, finds itself in the searching events of being. The taking away of the many adorns its informality, allowed in its own blossoming. If she stirs up the truth of life, the round dance of unfolding solidifies, driving her splendour into the light. Patiently giving, she leads the course of the spell, weaving around leaf after leaf. The [...]

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