The kingdom of perception is pure emptiness. -Po Chu-i

here is a poem to read since I'm out of anything worth saying....Peace to everyone...

Almost Without Surface

Sometimes before going to sleep a person senses the give behind the last given.

almost physically, like the strain of plush against a skin.

The person imagines a fig or peach, perhaps a woman or a deep constellation some fathomless fruit.

But we are each that,while we live, however much we resist: almost without surface, barely contained,

but crazy as clouds compounding each other,refusing to rain.

-Kay Ryan

have a good weekend everyone :)