There are times when manipulating any concept (including concepts pertaining to the spiritual realm) is like jumping with both feet on a closed tube of toothpaste.
The explosion is guaranteed as is the inelegant dumping of paste on the floor.
Walking Kinhin, the toothpaste tubes remain intact as I walk through, underneath and over mind activity.
This perspective is the gift of Zen.
The world of men persistently drops new tubes on the floor, for no reason.
Out of ignorance, we trample them, one step at a time.
Here : purity, beauty, and simplicity
Are the fruit of radical nudity.
©FJ Nov.2020 —
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Notes & Silence 
Paragraph 1, the tubes are closed. Penultimate, open. Any particular reason?
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No.
Usual inconsistence and amateur proofreading… I’ll correct it.
Thank you Simon for paying attention.
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