Seeing the swirl of experience pass through the mind,
moment after moment,
until the detached gaze is timeless…
Seeing the workings of the mind betray themselves
and their own shallowness —
moving from “knowing these functions of mind” to simply “knowing”…
Seeing the chasing;
the conditions of frustration;
and the vapid unsatisfactoriness in all happenings…
until all is realized as suffering except the freedom of releasing all from the tightly clenched fist of the mind.
This sightlessness is seeing; this Silence is hearing; this untouchability is true feeling; this un-knowing is wisdom; this death is living.