At the source of every thought, whatever its content, praiseworthy or trivial, subtle or crude, superficial or profound,
there is always the same ingredient, the same underlying substance, the same primary code:
The Leaning-Toward
Leaning toward …
an object,
a more or less irrepressible tension, a more or less identifiable object
Before the thought,
before the object,
before the tension,
there is that which leans toward
Is this thirst, tanha, the origin of suffering?
Is this the place where sharpened consciousness can then cut through it all ?
©FJ April 2025
Recueils / Participation/

Are you sure there is never a running away?
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