BEATING THE POISONED DRUM

A teisho is a master saying hello.

View: A philosophically informed way of relating to sensory experience for soteriological purposes. Holding the View: Relating to sensory experience across multiple sensory configurations in the same philosophically informed way, for soteriological purposes.

Actually, call it the exponential salience of the manifold.

The density of continuity, and that of function, and of object and of whole: the fourfold promise of infinite experience, as long as the exponentiality of this triumphs.

At the time of his death, the Master took pity upon his disciples and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll be right next door.” So saying, he died. Only his corpse understood those words, but his wisest disciples benefited too.

You must be HAUNTED — happily so, and in utter solitude — by the vague suggestion of something pre-circular that you are willing to call the Dharmakaya so long as others shut the fuck up about it.

Some break samaya. Some do not break samaya, because samaya is sacred. Some do not need samaya, because samaya is sacred.  

Whose debt am I?

If you get to sell the dharma as a product, then I get to act like an ungrateful and demanding customer. Your product sucks — will you ignore me?

The nirmanakaya is the last to open. Why? Because one must first become a silent lunatic desolate in the dharmakaya and scattered across the nirmanakaya, the enlightened sufferer who cannot understand why the ox has not yet fully passed through the window. Decide to be this one! The silent lunatic must will himself out of […]