All along these pages of practice,I could say that successive layers of paint appear…The yellowish ego starts showing through.Could it all be painted with the
Étiquette : silence
Silence on Fire
When a silent talk is impossibleWe can settle for a voiced version. Casual, useless wordsAs a reserved veilLaid on a silence of fire Franck Joseph©FJ
Vedanight
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
Silences
Even though Silence, in essence, is one,It encompasses many degrees It all begins with the silence of discomfort,When the very first holes widen their outer
Where Practice Stops, Practice Begins
The tools held at our disposal, by eastern traditions as well as systems from which they derive, do not open on any experience of transcendence…
Tell me, why do you even talk ?
Among all this illusory unfurling of existence, what is the role of language ?Is it the raw materials, the necessary supply to set all connected
