in the amusement park of life we don’t take the rides, the rides take us
certainty
that all things are empty
doesn’t mean that any thing
is other than it is
a thing is what it is
by virtue of how
we interact with it
drink up!
the illusion of certainty is just that, an illusion
seeking certainty in the words of the dead is as futile as seeking it in the words of the living
every step could be the first step along a slippery slope . . . do we stop walking?
outcomes are always in doubt
any question concerning ultimate origins is unanswerable
the truth is for most part an illusion with which people tranquilize themselves thinking that they have it or will, at worst, someday
a quest for the Truth most likely ensnares, at worst enslaves
having the truth blinds us to what is
you can only have enough if you can also have uncertainty
all interpretations are provisional, at most and at best, transitional certainties
qi gong grandmaster sits for photo,
between her fingers,
the lit cigarette
the truth of this moment is the truth of this moment