What We Are Is Seen In Two Directions

We trace our outline as the world - and further still to touch the stars. We are boundless, directionless, still, and yet know ourselves too as form and motion. We are mystery itself, a story told as paradox but equally true in word and silence. It's whats we are, every detail in finite beauty, as well as the spaciousness that allows for its distinction. We are the absence of self, and the emptiness provided for self to be. What we are is seen in two directions - an outward glance shows us as the world, and with the same gazed turned towards its source, our absence is revealed. 

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I look and listen without using eyes and ears. 

                                                                      - Lieh-Tzu 

Peace,

Eric