Some people– like to project themselves as illusion less figures, immune to prettifying, exoticising urges. A rather naive love of the exotic and mysterious, of the strange and the beautiful a kind of pulling away of illusions. Form, formless, manifest, unmanifest.
Every entity has a name and form, which defines its physical and mental attributes. If something is unmanifest, it does not mean it does not exist. Form is emptiness and the very emptiness is form. There is no empty place as even emptiness occupies space.
Whatever is emptiness, that is form and the same is true of feelings, perceptions, impulses, and consciousness. In emptiness there is no decay and death. There is no suffering, no origination, no stopping, and no path!
The dreamer seeks vainly to find form and shape that will fit his ethereal essence, forever inert to waste away….
But armed with the above knowledge and unequaled power we can dispel all layers of suffering and bid adieu to delusions, as one goes beyond awakening.
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