Eight - s e e k

This truth that we live is more a lie than it is not. The lies we repeat to ourselves are closer to the truth than truth itself. This emptiness is full. This wind storm of emotion is perfectly still. Excitement is fleeting, but care not because the tranquility of joy is eternal. The dream that you awoke from is your life. And yet the deepest sleep to be had finds you with your eyes wide open. So speak not words and love without feeling. Discover the non-existant and the abundance within it. When you have found the knowledge you will know that you are lost. Passing dead buddhas alongside the road, you will have found your path.