Question
Is concentration breath, silence, and a faint smile? With a
pinch of infinite sadness at the thought of leading humanity to the slaughterhouse of
light, hoping for something beyond light where everything, at last, would have
the fragrance of musical silence and a fullness empty of object and subject—well,
while we are at it—all while peeling carrots (are they cooked?) and
breathing incense curls, the robe’s rough grain beneath the fingers, yet
detached from the senses? Is it a muddy or clear flow from elsewhere, held at a
single point vertically above the center of the skull, incognito? Ha ha ha! How
beautiful this site is!
Anonymous
Answer from Master Kosen
You have seen your own beauty!
Kosen