when there is nothing else to do i write when all the six tastes become one when the idea of fun loses its meaning when distraction has no longer won the game against awareness when every day becomes the same essence
I write: I write because i am alive and because i wish to know the empty nature of the mind i write because life is a story and i am slowly becoming aware of the plot i write because the characters are meaningful to me i write because i am empty of conceptual authority i write because of the phenomenology of awareness i write because life is not separate from me
I write because lies and truth often appear the same if we understand virtue if we comprehend merit if we seek enlightenment then we must share it
it may be blasphemous it may be unpopular it may be delicate it may be oracular