in the middle of a vast unconceivable, all-overpowering ocean of emptiness, pierced, crushed and ground upon the biting craggy teeth of nature, an unwitting, dreamy witness of this dance of shadows, watching myself whirling and plunging, dashed and smashed, dragged and plummeted, spewed and tossed, as helpless and insignificant as a tiny insect on the insistent merciless waves of energy, karma, cause and effect, as they play their play of wild awareness through the ragdoll whose body i have come to inhabit for a moment, to taste the spray, feel the gnawing rocks, the coldness of the deep, and the burning light of the sun - an empty leaf upon the wings of empty destiny. driven from emptiness to emptiness, i in the middle, nothing else to claim but a momentary bubble of empty becoming..
- bokuju
