Within our deep reflecting, discovering much we have never seen before. We walk upon the shore, ever discovering more & more.
Within our deep reflecting, discovering much we have never seen before. We walk upon the shore, ever discovering more & more.
Caught in our own crafting, by means of what we define become the confines of mind, the spiderweb has taken on many forms, therefore we strive over and over to bloom again.
Observing life and what we refer to as mind, beyond that of our conceptions thus our perceptions from which we perceive and conceive thus define. We see the wing before perhaps any bird ever flew. That is if we may see it. If only the butterfly knew, perhaps it was born with it.
When we are taught Buddhism, we acquire knowledge, perception of what it (is)to learn. One may appear knowledgeable, to (know). Realizations in comparison to what we describe as to realize. When we study Buddhism, we may not memorize knowledge that in forms of concepts though study the knowledge from which we observe. This in turn leads us to limitless knowledge. Going beyond the knowledge given. Utilizing knowledge. Not to create any further though to observe that in which has been created. One may find their own Buddha beyond the ism, (Theory, Doctrine, Practice) and thus see where Buddha has no name. One has come as well gone and by virtue all remains even all in which has yet to become through the nature of.
Much remains camouflaged within the constant of life that we have yet to garner the ability to see, like that our ability we may have perhaps already to spot the ones that blend in, dawning environment in form. Ever watchful, in heed not to step on, unto even the nature of our thoughts and conclusions may be seen as the snake we step upon that we did not see. We within our work may discover how great nature may protect us in many ways through our ability to realize even our realizat-ions, whereby Nāga by virtue upon our observing and contemplating becomes greatly our protector.
Through the layers of what we describe as mind and mode of our being we may see an endless sky existing. Not that an object we call a sky though that beyond much we may define. Essence of life turns a page though all remains, if only we give ourselves a chance to regard this nameless book.
We come together in a way we say with each other, when we come together with each other let us see in this togetherness being the way to ourselves. A way to ourselves, together. If one is to possess any-thing here, what may it be? If one is to observe much here, what is it that we’re observing? All in conjunction with all that is, surpassing everything ever known in the ways we know (it) to be as things.
