Let’s be abrupt,I will be. I wonder if religions are not just the leafy fruit of mental agitation.I am talking about the inspirations of the

Let’s be abrupt,I will be. I wonder if religions are not just the leafy fruit of mental agitation.I am talking about the inspirations of the
The Master has nothing against emotional content or the expression of such material.Still, he will try to point to the suffering arising whenever emotion becomes
Ce qu’il faut faire avec les sensations, c’est justement…rien.A partir du moment où je cherche à “traiter” le phénomène vedana (1), je n’ai d’autre option
When emotions are illegible, there’s no use for words any longer.Only silence can unbind them, and return them to nothingness. We need to make out
It had been a long time since the ticklingBehind the center of the foreheadHad not sprung up in the course of Just Sitting. Small gravel
This may sound as a derogatory term : ‘disillusioned’ comes to tag those among us who jar with the channels of common enthusiasm.We have entered the diktat
One of them, caughtBetween my fingers, staredFor what it is. They’re all out at nightPassing through my inner skyAll different in speed, shape and brightnessBut
My dear friend,The transparency of your sensitivenessIs never a discomfort to you. Here, again, you are teaching me.The clarity, the immediacy of the truth in
Heard somewhere on the way home (most probably from a radio podcast: » we don’t live in the world, but in a conceptual overlay ». As