this day is a good day!
this traffic blowing past,
this life, not long to last,
this computer, nothing but buttons,
this game, we call life.
this Mind which encompasses all.
this ignorance that we call...
so... i should not attach to 'this', potent as it is.
el Gatito. nice poem. thank you. yes
having touched no thing
it fades away unnoticed
leaving no traces..
when emptiness (no thing) is perceived then 'this' fades away, unnoticed, leaving no traces, but when emptiness is penetrated i would say:
the mists of emptiness blown aside,
the landscape once more seen.
the words won't hit "this"!..
discussing what's "this", what's not
has little merit..
' little word is it, just as it is, sometimes words will do, sometimes they just wont, but it neednt be 'this', it could be toilet, or shit on a stick or three pounds of flax. actually, with Mind you can say what you want without fear of falling into dualisms since duality is also Mind, just as it is.
with gratitude, White Lotus.your roof is leaking. my toilet's blocked