After the End of the World…

…comes the beginning of the world.
…”chop wood, carry water.”

Practice is undoing.
Understanding is unthinking.
In a little green book, one page is enough.

Besides that, wind over waves.
Is there someone in the guard tower?
It doesn’t matter.

All that matters is this…
What passes unspoken between you and me and

All that is.

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