conversation with an empty bucket.
Everything that enters our field of vision is nothing but surface;we can not see what is inside.
What would the world look like if each lens in our eyes had a different distortion?
What is it that I see?
The empty colors that ascend from my eye, nose and mouth during sleep.
Meaning and phenomena are tightly bound. In sleep,I return to my past. Here, there is neither language nor meaning.
Liberation from the flesh is like a ship setting sail.
Drool stains on a pillow - Traces of the unconscious.
I cut the letters t-r-e-e into leaves and rearranged them to create new words.
Who named the words we use in conversation and thought?
While inside my mother's body, I evolved into a person from a single cell. What did I see during this process.
Into sculptures made of earth, I wanted to carve the world "BIRTH" and the word "MEMORY". But since there were other letters carved into the works, these two words were unrecognizable.
When I was born, I had no language.
It is the memory of cells engraved within me.
Meditation-along with nature
The flow of the river ist ceaseless and its water is never the same. The bubbles that float in the pools, now vanishing, now forming, are not of long duration; so in the world are men and their dwellings.
Hojoki - An Account of My Hut
Komo no Chomei, （1155～1216）
The reversal of the axis.