LIX. (Thusness #6 and Final) The No Temple and This No World

No nihilism here, but anything else that ever could be, is not, nor ever was or will be, now no mind, is that non-participation or joyful engagement? Can a smile and a flower be held in each without those engaged in no-action to act or those engraved by bliss-bestowing hands a disease that ward away those in which one needs to do some simple buisness with? Surely these hermitages into samsara are the duties of both Bodhisattva and philosopher. The no temple into this no world. The and this is all that one must focus on as openings of the widest possible concentration. The greatest gap, is there even a space or does that spatial reckognition create duality? Consistantly smiling. One who understands samsara, understands this reckognitions voidness, knows no affliction as if one is to continue this rebirth, continues smiling, never concieving of either enlightenment or ignorance, of mind or body, of conciousness or unconciousness, and most certainly no space between them and no shelves to house opinion. How blissful this engagement, as ficticious as ever in this illusory world, but this reckognition, the no temple and its congregation guiding pilgrims through this no world. Here there are trails that one can suppose lead both ways, but why should they turn around if one only need, only can take one way? Is this conceptualization not enough, to say laid here before me, is A path. Another meditation, and A joins the and this but in it is all one single notion that gives off multitudes of singularities, kalpas and aeons of such detached things. Here, we are hanging to the title of being, in a, the or this world, and has it ever been defined? Only defiled. This cling to samsara, provides limbs with which to interact and mind to initiate and long for these interactions, A, the, this, and where should these interactions take place, in no place other then impermanence? My entrance to this grand illusion, but an interaction, is illusion then itself an interaction, full of sentient qualities and buddha-nature? Does an join A, the and this along the lines of samhadi? No need, already there, and no need for these distinguishing marks, for only detached things serve them. Existence precedes essence, the memories of an existential puberty. Better formulation, to exist is to suffer this essence, non-existence then, is to suffer through it, aware of its essence of detachment, aware there is no awareness taking place, and all simultaneously, A, An, the and this, subjects awareness, subjects departure from it. Where objects are manifested and are rooted, only denial of this non-entry. Being neither valid or flawed, whats the use of it? What is the reward? In mere moments I trancend myself, though I cannot recognize it writing, and here it is happening again yet the finger plants itself on the words to read their past regression. What is in the reward? A mere smoothing out of every passage, this reality, this visual obstruction. If appearance were jagged, these eyes would be too cut up for any more perception. An, A, the and this, that polishing motion on the stone, and the ability to see its jagged edges, thusness, all samsara must be rounded. The greatest illusion then, not the world but the file. The suffering it takes to dull down the dharma in every rebirth

Namu Amida Butsu.

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